Surprise On The Field

Kinks and themes explored in this story: huge cock, huge tits, and literally nothing else.

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The sun was up high and quite stinging when this story happened, shining upon the student buildings of Brighton University. Among the buildings was the dorm facility, where Natalie Emerson just walked out from. The stunning blonde with the piercing blue eyes emerged from her building, her long sun-kissed locks falling effectively over her shoulders. Her hair was a nice complement to her flawless porcelain skin.

With the weather being quite a bit hotter than usual, even if it was only 10 in the day, Natalie had opted for a simple white cotton collared shirt and a short, skin-colored tennis skirt that fell teasingly halfway to her thighs. Her calves, long legs, and smooth thighs were exposed to the sun, and to anyone who walked past her.

The short skirt looked flattering on her cute butt, but up top where her cotton shirt covered was almost always one step ahead. Her large breasts strained against the cotton fabric, the cleavage tantalisingly exposed with the collar dropping down almost to a teasing V-shape. If you looked closely you could see a hint of the lacy bra she wore underneath. Which, to be fair, some people did. Look closely, that is.

Natalie was aware that she was drawing some looks but as long as people were respectful, she wasn't concerned. Right now she only had her mind on the soccer field where her handsome, and dashingly hot, boyfriend, Farrell was practicing.

The junior blonde had been dating Farrell since the beginning of sophomore year, going on a year since they first started seeing each other.

Natalie finally arrived at the soccer field and found a few of her friends had been there. This particular friend group was the girlfriends -or situationships- of some of Farrell's teammates. That day there were Laura and Maddy sitting on the bleachers. Natalie quickly joined her girl friends and they started to chat about whatever it was they had going on that day.

Natalie looked towards the field for a second and found her boyfriend waving at her. She waved back at him before resuming the pleasantries-sharing with her girls.

Everything was as it seemed, until now.

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Farrell was delighted to see his girlfriend coming to watch him practice. He never asked her to come to watch any of his practice but once in a while Nat would drop by when she could just to watch him from the sidelines.

The coach blew his whistle, signaling his team members to regroup and Farrell went to join the others.

This was just a normal practice, except Coach had informed the team earlier that they would have a little sparring match against another team tomorrow. Nothing serious, just some friendly match between neighboring teams, but it was a great opportunity to 'measure' their current capabilities in a real game.

Because of low fundings (at least compared to other sports like football, basketball,...) they rarely had a chance to compete. Fortunately the team was tight knit, and they were always eager to play in some local games. Including this one, even if it was just a sparring match.

"Go, Farrell!"

He could hear his girlfriend from the sidelines. She wasn't, like, all-out cheering or anything. Just, some encouraging support. But it was enough to make Farrell smile that the Coach had to snap him out.

"Focus, Slender-ball," he addressed the young jock.

The young man looked sheepishly at the coach before nodding, "Yes, coach."

He flashed another charming smile at his girlfriend just before the team started practicing.

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Natalie found herself fanning herself due to the heat. Despite the slight discomfort, she quickly found that today was a great time to watch the team practice.

The sun might have beat down on her quite harshly, but the same sun -obviously- also shone onto the field. And as Natalie watches on the team running drills, her eyes linger on her boyfriend, watching how his thin uniform shirt clung to his sweaty torso, outlining his fit physique in a way that made his body look so sexily tense. Added with the droplets of sweat pouring all over his body, they only made him look even more rugged and masculine to her.

Natalie bit her lip as she watched Farrell's calves tensed and untensed as the team kicked the ball around. The way his forearms would flex periodically. The way his jaw would tense, framing his handsome face.

Oh, Natalie felt the heat, alright.

Natalie continued to watch her boyfriend running around the field. Sweat dripped down his face, tracing the contours of his strong jawline and his dark hair plastered to his forehead. God, her boyfriend was just so handsome and hot. Natalie herself was getting quite sweaty from being under the sun for just a few minutes, and her hair was sticking to the back of her neck. She couldn't imagine how stinging the heat was to the soccer players' skin.

Unable to resist the temptation, her gaze drifted south towards you-guess-it. Her eyes lingered for a while on the bulge on Farrell's shorts. The fabric clung to his shorts, and Natalie could make out the outline of his manhood. Without her realizing, her nipples were already hardening against her lacy bra.

With how turned on she was getting just from watching her boyfriend on the field, she knew she would need to get fucked today. Perhaps it was the combination that included the steaming hot weather, as she wasn't usually this turned-on watching the team practice, but either way, she decided she was gonna pounce on Farrell the minute practice was over.

She was already imagining getting fucked by Farrell's big dick as her eyes drifted down to his crotch again and she felt herself heating up inside.

Until suddenly, she did something unexpected. Or, if you could look at it another way, something unexpected happened.

She was busy ogling her boyfriend's bulge, her eyes glued to his crotch wherever he ran, following as he ran from corner to corner on the field. At one particular moment where Farrell was trying to tackle the ball from one of his teammates, she saw it.

It being an absolutely massive cock-bulge. I wasn't kidding. It looked thick, fat, and it was positively straining the shorts that tried to hold it. It wasn't just massive, it was gigantic. Like someone was stuffing a water bottle in their underwear, but the blonde girl knew what she was seeing. It was a huge cock. A truly massive, big fucking fat cock. A cock so ridiculously massive it looked almost unnatural. It was absolutely enormous.

And it wasn't Natalie's boyfriend's.

Her jaw dropped, stunned by the sheer size of it. If she hadn't been busy ogling Farrell's package earlier, her eyes wouldn't have been on the level low enough to be distracted by such monstrous package. But now that she had seen it, she couldn't look away.

How the fuck could such a big cock exist? Not only that, it was swinging around all over the place under the confines of thin soccer shorts. The hot blonde girlfriend was completely hypnotized. Her eyes started to follow wherever that bulge went as the owner of said bulge was running all over the field, no longer looking at her boyfriend nor the ball.

She was so transfixed by the view of that humongous bulge that it took a while for her eyes to trail up to see who the owner of this monster. When her eyes finally looked up, she gulped hard as she saw that she had been ogling Randall's, one of Farrell's teammates, bulging cock.

She had known Randall for quite some time. He was one of her boyfriend's teammates after all, so it was natural that they were introduced to each other a few weeks after she started dating Farrell. But throughout the time she had known Randall, never once had she thought about him sexually. It just never crossed my mind. He was just one of her boyfriend's friends, that's it.

Sure, Randall was objectively pretty cute, nice, and quite popular with the ladies, but Nat wasn't attracted to him. Natalie also never paid attention to the generous lump he was sporting down there. But that changed today.

Natalie was baffled. She had never realized beforehand just how very obviously well-hung her boyfriend's teammate was. Not that she would ever have any reason to look there, but after what she had just seen, she wondered how he could even hold that in his everyday life.

God. She had never seen a bulge that big.

It was a really bad time for her to... see such things. Maybe it was the combination of the heat and her already horned-up state from watching her boyfriend practicing that affected her this much. She wasn't even sure of it herself, but seeing that massive bulge bouncing around only made her even hornier. The bad thing was now she wasn't horny for her boyfriend, but for his friend instead.

She couldn't take her eyes off it. Her eyes traveled down again, checking to see if maybe her mind had been playing a trick on her earlier, but as soon as her eyes focused on the front of Randall's pants again... Sure enough, his bulge was there. It wasn't shadow play, or the lines from his silky shorts. Neither was it caused by his athletic shorts as everyone on the team was wearing the same uniform but Natalie saw that no one's bulge looked that fucking big. There was no mistaking it. It was 100% Randall's fat cock that was making that shape.

Wait, did I just look at all my boyfriend's teammates' crotch to compare them?

Natalie swallowed hard, once again transfixed on that monster bulge. Just how big was he that his package would look like that? How much was he packing? Her thoughts were running wild. She even began to wonder how anyone could take something like that... Could she take something that big? How good a huge cock like that must have felt?

Why was I thinking about taking Randall's huge dick?

Her mind was too busy thinking about her boyfriend's teammate's 'apparently' huge cock, how it would look like naked, how fat and strong it must have felt in her hands, how much it would stretch her pussy out... that she hadn't seen that the soccer ball was kicked off-field directly in her way.

Ouch!

Thankfully the ball only hit her thighs so it didn't hurt that much. But Nat was still taken aback by the hit. She had been fantasizing about Randall's huge cock so much that she no longer paid attention to what was happening on the field.

"Sorry, girls!"

The guy who accidentally kicked the ball towards them yelled apologetically. He, whoever it was, was evidently still caught in the adrenaline of the practice that he hadn't caught his breath properly.

Nat and the girls only shrugged it off. It wasn't the first time the ball flew away to the audience. Her friends asked her if she was okay, and she only nodded and told them she was just surprised.

Nat managed to put on a smile before throwing the ball back to the field. "Here ya go!" she shouted before the ball flew back to the field and the boys continued their practice.

She looked at her friends who were already back to watching the practice while scrolling their phones from time to time. No one seemed to realize what she had been doing. Not like she already did something, anyway. She was just... looking. After waiting for a few seconds, Nat was assured nobody knew she had been ogling Randall's cock, so she turned her attention back to the field.

And once again, her eyes drifted down to that bulging cock...

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Holy shitting fuck! Her tits are so fucking huge!

Randall could barely tear his eyes away from the side of the field, where one of his teammates' girlfriend, Natalie, was sitting down.

The tall athlete had woken up that morning to the blistering heat of the sun. Fuck, it's gonna be hot as fuck today. He had immediately prepared for practice, taking off to the field where he was among the first ones from his team to arrive.

"Hey there, Slenderball!"

Someone called out towards another athlete who had just arrived. Randall didn't need to turn around to know it was Farrell who had arrived, from the nickname that was placed on his teammate.

"Fuck, it's hot today!" Farrell complained as soon as he dropped his bag of changing clothes in the locker room.

Several other guys agreed. It seemed like everyone was suffering from the heat.

"Yeah man, it's the hottest fucking day ever!" Randall readily jumped in with his own complaints.

He had said that absent-mindedly, of course, from just observing the stinging weather outside. The day was indeed hot, and it was about to be hotter in another way.

Randall found himself wiping his forehead off from his own sweat just a few minutes into practice. He wasn't exactly bothered, as it had come to be an expectation for athletes to get a liiiitle sweaty some time. He rubbed his crotch a few times, adjusting his sweaty balls without thinking much of it. He definitely didn't expect to catch the attention of one of his teammates' girlfriend.

Neither did he expect her to catch his attention in the way she did just now.

Someone had kicked the ball off the field in the direction of the audience seat. His eyes followed where the ball was flying and landed on the sight he would never forget: The biggest, most perfect, tits he had ever seen bouncing erotically under one of his teammates' girlfriend's shirt.

It was an accident, he swore to himself. He had no intention to ogle her tits. When the ball struck Natalie, Randall's gaze snapped towards her. His eyes instantly widened and he quickly got fixated on the mesmerizing sight of her massive tits jiggling and bouncing from the impact of the hit. The cotton shirt she had on strained against her chest, the fabric looking like it was threatening to rip apart as her obviously heavy breasts heaved and swayed.

Randall's mouth went dry, taken aback by the view. His enormous cock started to twitch in his shorts as his eyes took in the erotic display. For a few moments, he forgot about the practice, even after the ball was thrown back to the field and the coach blew his whistle to resume the practice.

He tried to snap himself out of it by refocusing his energy on practicing but he still couldn't help himself from darting his eyes in the direction of the very BIG distraction on the sidelines. His heart raced, both from the physical strain as he put his body to work on the field and from being distracted by the hypnotic dance of Natalie's huge perfect, bouncing tits. A low growl escaped his throat. His teammates just thought it came from the adrenaline of the sport. Nobody looked close and hard enough at the way his eyes glazed over with lust from his imagination of squeezing and fondling Natalie's massive tits.

God, he muttered to himself.

He kept watching Natalie's tits, the way they moved and swayed under her top... the size was staggering, to put it in the mildest way possible. They were fucking enormous, each tit easily bigger than the soccer ball that had struck her earlier. Randall couldn't help but imagine her tits even as his eyes followed the ball.

Yeah, her tits are definitely even bigger than this ball, he thought which made him feel guilty and shook his head hard.

Still, the realization sent a surge of blood rushing to his already engorged cock, making the fat enormous pipe throb painfully against the very thin confines of his shorts. His eyes were not helping in the slightest with the way they kept glancing at the sidelines.

He had known Natalie as Farrell's girlfriend for so long, and while he thought his teammate had been lucky in locking himself to a bombshell like Natalie, he never had any... inappropriate thoughts about her. Not until today, that is.

Sure, she was pretty, and to be frank, there was no hiding her 'assets'. Her tits were just that huge. But Randall had kept his eyes respectful for the longest time, never had once desiring let alone fantasizing about seeing her tits naked.

He didn't know what came over him that day but from the moment the ball hit her earlier, he couldn't pull the images of her giant tits bouncing around in her shirt out of his head. For the first time since he had known her, he felt the primal urge to claim her. Specifically, to claim her absolutely massive tits. He could just imagine burying his face in her deep cleavage and never coming up for air.

As a result of his frustration, he was acting a little more aggressive than usual on the field. Running with so much force and putting nearly too much power in kicking the ball every time he had the chance to. His hands clenched into fists, his blunt nails digging hard into his palms as he struggled to maintain his composure.

He knew he shouldn't be distracted by a girl when he should've been 100% focusing on practice. He knew it was wrong to lust after his teammate's girl, out of everyone, but he couldn't help it. He was completely hypnotized by the size of his teammate's girl's tits.

A thought came to his mind. He started to wonder if the other guys were also seeing what he was seeing, and in turn, feeling what he was feeling right now. He looked around and found everyone seemingly only focusing on practice. If any of his teammates also ogled the huge-titted girl watching them, they must have hidden it well. For now, he seemed like the only one affected.

Which baffled him a little. Did no one really notice how fucking big those tits looked just now? The way they swayed violently on her chest with every slightest move she made? Was he really the only one seeing this? What was happening?

He had no answers. Only his ever-hardening cock told him that this girl, without even doing anything, had made him harder than he'd ever been before in the middle of practice.

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Natalie couldn't stop her eyes from following the enormous bulge in Randall's shorts. The ball hitting her only managed to snap her out of it for a few seconds before she was back to lusting over Randall's giant cock.

It was like a magnet, pulling her eyes towards it, making her constantly wonder what kind of monster could create such a massive outline. And if it was as big as it looked right now, just how would that feel being forced inside her.

Meanwhile, Randall was equally distracted, his eyes kept going to her chest. He imagined cupping them in his hands. His body might have been running around catching the ball on the field, but his eyes were running elsewhere to where they shouldn't. He wondered how heavy her tits must be...

The two of them found it hard to tear their eyes away from... the huge assets the other was 'offering'. It was during this time, when both of them were equally turned-on as they checked each other out, that Randall and Natalie's eyes locked. Suddenly they both realized they had been caught staring at each other's most prominent, uhm, features.

Randall's face flushed red with embarrassment, though his sweat was covering his obvious heaving of arousal from everyone else. But to Natalie, it was clear that this stud was so SO turned on and she knew it was because he had just been staring at her massive tits.

Realizing this, Natalie's breath hitched. She couldn't help it when her nipples hardened even more beneath her shirt as she locked her gaze with Randall. She knew Randall wasn't stupid, he must already have realized where her eyes had been a few moments before, and she knew she wasn't the one getting caught.

For a moment, they shared their gazes. It was just a split second, in fact, when their eyes met, but in that second, they were communicating clearly. It was like the world around them stood still as they basically told each other how they made each other horny with their oversized endowments.

But just as sudden as their eyes met, suddenly they looked away. They looked around at the other people present, but none seemed to notice the way their cheeks were burning red and their bodies slightly trembled. It was just a few seconds of staring into each other's eyes but the damage was done, both Randall and Natalie were now aware of the other's attraction towards their bodies... or at least their well-endowed body parts.

Natalie felt her pussy tingle even harder. It was so hot locking eyes with the owner of a real enormous cock. Her body shivered knowing her boyfriend's teammate was so well-hung, way more hung than her own boyfriend.

She didn't know what came over her, but she felt a sudden surge of... exhibitionism, knowing the hung jock had eyed her up in the same way she did to him. She jumped to her feet and began cheering for her boyfriend, knowing fully her movement would make her giant tits bounce and jiggle wildly all over the place.

"GO, Farrell!" she screamed, waving her arms above her head. The other girls laughed and followed her, each cheering for their own boyfriends. They didn't know the ulterior motives their blonde friend had by cheering and jumping.

It definitely wasn't the first time she excitedly cheered for Farrell, so it didn't draw any meaningful suspicions. But to knowing eyes, in this case hers and Randall's, there was a difference from her usual supportive gesture. She was deliberately shaking her chest for someone, and it might not be her boyfriend.

She felt excitement like never before. She knew Randall was watching, she could feel his eye burning to her breasts as she made them bounce wildly, even arching her back for emphasis more than a couple times. The sensation from feeling Randall's gaze on her huge twin globes sent a thrill through her body, making the damp wetness in her panties even more soaked.

Randall's eyes were baffled. He truly had never seen tits so fucking huge, and not only huge from what he could tell, but also perfectly round and full, and so soft. They seemed to defy gravity and nearly threatened to smack her face a couple times. The visible impact that he could see from her tits flying on her chest made his mouth water. He was hypnotized.

Then he slowly looked up at her face, while still busy running wherever, and found that, once again, he wasn't the only transfixed on something. He couldn't help but smile smugly as he saw the way Natalie's eyes were solely focused on his massive bulge, even as she was cheering Farrell's name. His cock twitched, feeling her eyes tracking every movement as he practiced with the guys, one of them being her own boyfriend.

Randall noticed the ball kicked in his direction, flying a bit high at the height of his stomach, approximately. Refocusing his sight on it, Randall had an idea. He 'captured' the ball, jumping slightly in his position and used his thigh to control the ball, making it bounce off him towards his feet before kicking it to another player.

Natalie was gawking freely as his jumping movement made a very interesting visual effect on his shorts. She could almost see the terrifying length of his monster jumping alongside him. What kind of underwear was he wearing and why was it doing such a bad job at containing that huge dick?

Natalie started fanning herself, but now it wasn't because of the heat, but rather the 'heat' burning inside her pussy. She couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes moved back up to Randall's face, and they once again communicated through their eyes. There was a silent understanding between them. She saw him nodding at her in the slightest second.

Natalie excused herself to her friends, claiming that she had to take a phone call, and she walked down from her seat. Nobody paid attention that she was walking away from the field... to the locker room.

Randall watched her leave. He waited for another moment, and fortunately for him, the moment came as soon as the giant-titted blonde left the soccer field. The ball flew towards his direction again, similar to last time it was heading in the height of his stomach. He prepared his movement and jumped towards the ball, 'accidentally' hitting his crotch area.

A few things happened in one second:

First, the ball fell unceremoniously to the ground.

Second, Randall's face winched and he grabbed his crotch.

Third, nearly all of his teammates screamed after seeing the incident.

Fourth,

"Aw, FUCK!" Randall screamed in pain. His voice could be heard even from where Natalie was standing, in the locker room.

"Oh fuck."

"Dude! What the hell? Why the fuck are you fucking jumping?"

Several of his teammates quickly ran over to him, making a small circle around the jock currently holding his balls in his hands, writhing on the ground.

"This is dumb. What the hell are you thinking?" one of them said as they kneeled next to him.

"I don't fucking know! I wasn't thinking-" Randall replied in between pained grunts.

The coach also came over and saw his athlete on the ground. "That doesn't look good. Are you strong enough to stand up, Randall?"

The jock nodded weakly as he moved. Some of his teammates went to help him get up but he brushed away the hands nearing themselves to his thighs or crotch area.

"Nah I got it, I got it," Randall said, his voice still sounding pained, as he got on his feet. "My balls fucking hurt so bad. Coach... sorry can I skip the rest of the practice."

The coach eyed him and his struggling-to-take-the-pain expression. Even the older man winced, imagining the full force of the ball crushing his balls, "Ughhh that's fucking terrible. You may leave the field, Randall. There's some ice pack on the mini fridge in the locker room. Help yourself away with some of those."

"Thanks, coach," Randall said, turning his feet to leave the premises. A couple guys tried to grab his arms, in an attempt to help him walk, but he stood for himself, "Nah I got it, guys. My legs and feet are okay. It's just my fucking balls. I can take myself out of here."

"But-..."

"If you're sure about it, Randall," the coach caught them off before they could reason more, "everybody else let's turn our focus back to the practice. And do NOT make silly mistakes like that again or you'd end up like little Randy here."

The coach gestured his hands towards the now-walking-away Randall and the other athletes nodded.

"Take care, man," Farrell called to him as he ran back towards the middle of the field himself with the others.

"Sure, man. I will," Randall replied one last time before turning towards the locker room. The moment he turned his face away from the rest of his team, his lips turned to a wicked smile, oh he so will.

He walked into the empty halls and removed his hands from his crotch, which revealed a VERY prominent bulge that was WAY bigger than the one he had sported on the field. His stance became firm once again. He no longer needed to fake the injury and now he was ready to face the person who had been waiting for him.

Natalie stood at the opening of the locker room, looking in the direction of the field and watched the man who had caught her attention in ways she shouldn't walk towards her. When he removed his hands from his crotch, she gasped. Had his bulge got even bigger? Just how fucking massive was he?

Randall's own gaze was locked to the way Natalie's huge breasts heave, moving gently as she breathed. Fuck. The closer he got to her, the bigger they seemed to be. He couldn't imagine how huge they had to be so that they could look like that, clothed.

"Nice performance out there. You should win an Oscars for that," Natalie spoke. The first words verbally exchanged between them since Natalie first noticed his tremendous bulge.

"Shut up, bitch," Randall hissed tightly, there was no ounce of gentleness there as he regarded her. "My God fucking fuck... Your tits are so fucking HUGE!"

Randall stepped closer to her and in one second he just grabbed her tits and started plying them in his strong hands.

"Oh!" Natalie was shocked as the man just got up and violated her tits just like that. No flirtations, no seductions where he pretended to be sly or charming. No. He just wanted TITS. He knew why she was here - why they were here. He just cut off all the bullshit and took what he wanted without a care.

And she loved it.

"Fuck, Randy, I couldn't believe what I was seeing," she, in similar fashion to Randall, launched her hands towards his gigantic bulging cock, and immediately her pussy pulsated from just feeling how long, thick, and hard he was. She was right in her assessment earlier. Randall was hung like a fucking moose. "I thought my eyes were deceiving me earlier, but you're really fucking MASSIVE."

Randall was busy playing with her tits roughly, fuck they felt so fucking soft yet firm in his palms. His forearms' veins basically popped out like a map line as he groped her violently. He pushed them together, making their gigantic size pop even more through her lace bra and cotton shirt.

Her hands were just as greedy, as she weighed his cock in her hands, feeling just how heavy his boyfriend's teammate's massive meat pipe was. Its size was really staggering. She pulled and stroked, and her eyes were wide in disbelief as his length strained his shorts and almost touched her even as he stood nearly a foot away from her.

"YOU'RE SO FUCKING HUGE!" They both yelled at the same time, same exact second.

"Fuck, I've never seen anyone as big as you," Randall growled in heated breath.

"Uh, I had no idea you're packing something this big," Natalie's face flushed as her voice came out as a hot horny moan.

They stood there, eyes wide, hands busy groping each other's oversized assets. They didn't move an inch except for their hands for a few minutes. They were completely lost with lust.

Outside on the field Farrell was getting beat up by the hot sun, and inside, just by the locker room, his girlfriend was busy groping his teammate's huge cock through his thin pants while his teammate had his hands on her huge clothed tits.

Natalie was getting impatient. She saw how Randall's shorts were now tainted with a massive wet spot from his precum seeping through the fabric. Her breath hitched as she only continued to grope him harder.

Randall moved one of his hands from her tits to his shorts, dropping his shorts and underwear in one go, making an impact that sent his huge hard cock jumping out at Natalie's soft trembling hands.

"FUCK!" the girl gasped loudly.

The cocky jock smirked at her reaction. Her eyes widened as she took in a cock that was much bigger than anything else she had ever seen before, including Farrell's, her boyfriend and his teammate.

"Heh? Have you ever seen a 11-incher before?" He regarded her cockily.

Natalie gasped again from hearing his size out loud, confirming that he indeed has an absolutely monstrous cock, but then she looked at his one hand on her still-clothed breast and smirked herself. She, sadly, neglected his cock to lift the bottom of her cotton shirt up.

Now it was the jock's eyes that went wide as she revealed first her smooth belly, then lifted up the fabric straining across her impressive chest. She lifted her shirt over her huge tits, proudly showing off her lacy bra that was working overtime to contain her massive size.

"Have you ever seen a double H cup before?" She returned his questions earlier with equal snarks.

Randall's hand immediately went to jerk himself off while staring at the ever-hot sight. "Fuck. Take it all off, bitch," he barked while jerking his cock like some virgin.

Natalie, overtaken by the sensation, first took his hand and led him inside the locker room. The two walked in, standing front-to-front the entire time with Randall's shorts and underwear around his ankles and Natalie's shirt lifted up over her chest.

Once they were inside, Natalie lifted her shirt off over her head and pulled the distracting cotton cloth away, letting her shirt drop to the floor carelessly. Then she went and unsnapped the clasp of her bra and let it fall off in a lazy manner until her giant HH tits were now completely nakedly revealed to the horny giant-dicked jock.

"FUCK!!! What fucking monster milkers!" Randall exclaimed stupidly, his hand was busy jerking off the entire time. He then stepped out of his shorts and underwear with his shoes still on.

Natalie felt an urge, watching Randall masturbate, to masturbate herself motivated by Randall's action stroking the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. Her fingers moved under her skirt and pulled her panties to the sight. She similarly mirrored Randall's action as her fingers strummed her clit desperately.

The sight was ridiculous but without a doubt hot as fuck. Randall was completely bottomless and Natalie was completely topless, and both of them masturbated furiously, staring at each other's well-endowed organs.

"Fuck, those are the biggest fucking tits I've ever seen" "Fuck, that's the biggest fucking cock I've ever seen"

They both said lustfully, at the same time. It almost sounded unnatural how accurate their wavelengths were to one another's, like they were reading off a script, but neither of them thought much about it. Right now they were fully transfixed by the nakedness of the biggest tits/cock they had ever seen in their lives.

Natalie couldn't believe she was standing in a locker room, masturbating with a guy she barely knew other than the fact that he was her boyfriend's teammate, but the primal urge was too strong and the lust was too palpable to ignore.

"Come here," she panted, crooking her finger at Randall as her other hand was busy plunging the fingers into her soaking pussy. "I want to see that giant cock up close."

Randall stumbled forward, his hand still furiously pumping his massive shaft as he closed the distance between them. Natalie's eyes were locked on his cock, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she drank in the sight of it. Up close, it was even more impressive with its thick veins pulsing with every pumping beat of his heart. She reached out, her small hand wrapping around the base of his cock, once again feeling the heat and hardness of it.

"Holy fuck," she breathed, only now realizing that her fingers were just barely able to encircle his girth. "It's so fucking thick."

He groaned as Natalie's soft hand slid up and down his length once more, her touch sending more electric shocks through his body. He couldn't resist the temptation either. Not with her enormous, NAKED tits grazing his clothed chest up close.

Reaching out, his large hands palmed her breasts, his fingers sinking comfortably into the soft pillowy flesh. Without anything covering them now, he freely squeezed and kneaded them, feeling every inch of her voluminous boobs, marveling at their size and the sheer weight of it. They were firm but soft, but also heavy as fuck in his hands. He used his thumbs to brush her hard, sensitive nipples. His fingers played around her large areolas as he twisted her nipples particularly harshly.

Natalie groaned, her back arching as Randall groped her tits in such a violent manner. There was no more gentleness in him. He alternated between twisting-pulling her hard throbbing nipples and groping-squeezing her titanic globes. There wasn't a split second where his hands were not doing anything rough to her tits.

"Fuck your tits are incredible!" he groaned tightly, his hips were bucking forward and essentially fucking his cock into Natalie's small hands. "I could play with these beauties all day!"

Randall kept stepping closer even after her tits already flattened against his chest. As they closed their distance, Randall's massive cock found itself rising up between her giant breasts. It slid between her cleavage while still gripped tightly in her hand.

For the many times that day, they both felt electric shock burning their bodies at the same time. This time they came from the feeling of his monster cock touching her monster tits. It had just barely grazed her skin and the two were already feeling a surge of lust running through them.

Randall felt the tingling sensation almost too much as his cock found its way between her tits. He used his handle on her tits to start 'suffocating' his cock, pressing them together so they would feel tight around his cock.

Natalie gasped, the portion of his cock that wasn't trapped between her tits felt hot in her hands, like she was holding baked goods. Only the goods in her hands were thick, hard, and impossibly long.

"How do you even hide something in this size?" she asked with raspy breaths.

Randall smirked, and gave her a look. She looked at him and tightened her grip on his cock when she pictured what was on his mind. "Shut up. It's different for me. Everyone knows I have huge tits. I can't help it."

The jock laughed, "Yeah. That they do. But still, these..." he juggled her heavy mounts in his hands pointedly, "... are still surprising even if we expect it. I mean, fuck, look at these! These are like pornstar tits!!"

Natalie blushed, weirdly flushing at Randall's crude comments. The giant-dicked man's eyes were locked back to her mammoth tits and Natalie found herself shaking her chest at him, causing him to growl and harshen his molestation.

"Fuck. Today is my lucky day," Randall said in low whispers, "I don't know what the fuck is happening but I'm not gonna miss this for the world."

Natalie felt her breath get shorter. Randall had said exactly what she had been feeling. She had no idea what it was that was happening today but she wasn't gonna question it now. She had the biggest, thickest, hardest cock in her hands, and she wasn't going to let go of it until... until...

She just now realized she didn't have a goal in mind. She now had her boyfriend's teammate's naked monster cock in her hands, so now what? What would she do...?

Randall's goal, on the other hand, was clear. He had her giant tits around his shaft and he wanted to fuck them until he exploded. He wanted her oversized breasts to crush and grip his oversized cock until they both came. He made a run for that goal, moving one hand to grab one of her shoulders and slowly pushed them down to kneel in front of him.

Natalie couldn't find it in her to offer another option. Once his hand was guiding her down, she complied. Soon she found herself kneeling on the locker room, holding her huge tits up for Randall's huge cock to fuck.

Randall was also back to mauling her massive tits. They were just so fucking massive and heavy that all four hands were needed to grab them so they could fuck his cock. The feeling of her soft, pillowy flesh surrounding him was incredible, and he was delirious from the fact that he was fucking her massive breasts.

"Oh fuck, Nat... Your tits are fucking amazing!"

Natalie herself was transfixed on the sensation between the skin of her tits. God, his cock was so hard! And so physically hot - like her tits were put into an oven! She was still flabbergasted at the size of the COCK sliding between her tits right now. She felt the familiar tingling sensation in her pussy that just begged to be fucked, and now she wanted this massive cock to spear into her and find out just what it would feel like to have such a monster inside her.

She released her grasp on her tits, they fell a bit from the loss of support, and tapped his thighs. She looked up and saw Randall with a look of focus and determination on his face, his eyes squinting, his mouth puckering, his teeth biting his lower lip, as he was fucking her huge tits. It must have felt so good for him... He barely looked at her. Then she tapped his thighs again.

This time, Randall's eyes shifted to hers. "W-what?" he asked through gritted teeth as he was still fucking her tits.

Randall's hips pumped frantically, his massive cock sliding back and forth between Natalie's enormous tits. The feeling of her soft flesh molding around his shaft was fucking incredible. The friction was driving him wild. But as he continued to fuck her tits, Natalie was growing impatient. Her pussy was aching to be filled by his giant dick.

"Wait," she panted, rubbing her fingers on his thighs to stop his movements. "I want to fuck your huge cock. Come on."

The jock groaned in frustration. His cock was still throbbing between her breasts! "But... but your tits feel so good," he whined, squeezing both tits tightly in his hands. "I don't want to stop!"

Natalie rolled her eyes. "Come ON! I want to ride your huge dick that I've been eyeing up all day!"

She hadn't actually been ogling his dick all day but that wasn't the point...

"Okay?" Randall groaned. "And I've been staring at these huge tits outside! I need to fuck them!"

Natalie's patience was wearing thin. She was just about to move to get up when one of Randall's hands flung to her shoulder to keep her down.

"Come on, just a little longer, Nat! Your tits are so fucking perfect," Randall pleaded with her as his hips just continued to thrust, sliding in and out of her deep cleavage.

Natalie shook her head and pushed on his thighs to get up. "No. I want your giant cock in my pussy. I'm tired of waiting."

The two of them stood there, although his cock was so big that it was still trapped between her big tits even when she was standing. The tension was thick as the two stood there arguing for who got to fuck the other's oversized asset.

"Come on, girl. Are you not enjoying this?" Randall whined. His hands gently grabbed her tits together along with the movement of his hips sliding his slick giant cock.

"I never said I'm not enjoying it," Natalie hissed, "I do -oh God, your cock is fucking huge!-- but you must be dumb as fuck if you think it's the same thing. I need to fuck your huge cock!"

"And I need to fuck your huge tits!"

--

Outside the locker room, the soccer team continued their practice, oblivious to the heated argument unfolding just a few feet away. The coach shouted instructions to the team as they ran drills and kicked balls across the field.

"Good thinking, Slender-ball," the coach praised Farrell after one particular swift kick.

The young athlete grinned proudly at himself, and one of his teammates gave him a pat in the back. Around him, grunts and laughter of his teammates and the coach's whistle filled the air. But he didn't know that at the same moment, another one of his teammates and his girlfriend were locked in a passionate debate in the locker room.

No one had thought about checking in on their teammates who had been injured a while ago. Who would? Injuries were common, and everyone figured he was just chilling around in the locker room. Not one minded that he could have opted to sit on the bench on the sidelines instead of going to the locker room, nor did anyone thought that if he needed an ice pack or cream one of the girls in the audience could have retrieved them from the locker room and brought them out for him to use on the bench.

Neither did the two girls in the audience pay much attention to the fact that their friend had been gone for a while. She had excused herself earlier to take a phone call but how long could a phone call take, realistically?

For some reason, their collective common sense was... lacking that day, allowing both the girlfriend and her boyfriend's teammate to sneak around without anyone paying much attention. The sun was beating them up, and no one suspected if they had just looked into the locker room at the moment, they'd find Randall's totally bottomless and Natalie topless, his giant cock between her giant tits, with the two arguing about whose body parts would get fucked.

--

"Stop being such a selfish prick, Randy," she hissed while her hands painfully squeezed his large balls.

"What? So you want me to sacrifice this," he replied, digging his nails into the vast flesh on her chest. "... so you can fuck my cock? You're just as selfish, girl."

"I don't give a fuck. I need your cock in me right now," she said coldly, her tone had got more and more pointed as her horniness reached a high point.

His breath stopped for a second. He couldn't deny her begging sounded hot as fuck in his ears. They couldn't be in this stalemate forever. Someone had got to give at some point.

"Fine," he muttered shortly, "But I'm not done with your tits yet, slut. I promise you that."

Natalie nodded eagerly, then she looked down on his hands that were still reluctant to leave her tits, and said, "Alright. When you fuck me with that monster cock, you can still play with my huge tits and, um... motorboat them."

His cock twitched and surged up, clearly liking the idea now. "Deal."

With that finally settled, Natalie smiled naughtily and started to walk backwards until she felt the cold metal of a locker against her back. The horny huge-dicked stud followed her step by step and confidently pressed her against the locker.

Natalie lifted her tennis skirt and dropped her panties until they pooled around her feet, revealing her bare pussy. She stepped out of her dropped panties and spread her legs. Her hips were tilted forward, inviting Randall to now plunge her soaking wet cunt.

Randall took one hand off her huge tits to guide his monster cock up in the entrance of her cunt. He needed help, though, as her huge tits were in the way of his sight of her pussy, so she grabbed both tits and parted them away.

Once they found her pussy, Randall wasted no time to put his cock in the right direction. For a moment, his eyes were glued to her soaked folds and his massive cock throbbed with anticipation.

"Get on, stud. Fuck me," Natalie said in a breathy tone. Her lust was overflowing as she could feel how thick the head of Randall's cock was.

Randall bent his knee a bit and stepped forward, one hand on his cock and the other firmly on her tits, then he thrusted his enormous shaft into her patiently-waiting pussy.

The girl immediately cried out, her back was arching as she felt just Randall's thick head stretching her to her limits.

"Fuck," she moaned harshly, her hands leaving her tits and went to find purchase on his clothed shoulders. "Holy shit. You're so big... It's so FUCKING big!"

Randall had thought he'd need to take it slow, like he did with other girls, but he was suddenly reminded of where they were, and they had disappeared long enough that he thought practice could be over anytime now.

So then, he SLAMMED his massive cock into her. And he wasn't being gentle as he began to move his hips to pump in and out of her.

"OH FUUCCCCKKKKK!" The blonde girlfriend screamed in the sharp, pointed, pain directly plunged into her. "OH FUCCKKKK YESSS!!!! SO BIG!!! YOU FUCK ME SO HARD!!! OH FUCKKK YESSS FUCK ME WITH YOUR HUGE COCK, RANDY!!!!"

Randall didn't need to be told twice. His hands were now reaching up to play with her tits as she had promised she would let him do earlier, and he did it as hard as he was using his cock to fuck her tight wet cunt.

"Fuck! Ughh... damn, girl. You have great tits," he snarled, taking merciless liberty as he started slapping her huge tits together.

"Ugh. You have such a great dick! So GREAT! Fill me up!" the girl reached around to grab his firm buttocks to help drive more of his huge dick into her.

The soccer player would have made a taunting response, or at least smirked a little, if it weren't for the fact that he was still focusing on the view of her huge tits bouncing around from taking his hard pounding. He clutched onto them with his large hands, and still there were enough tit flesh to bounce all over the place outside of his grasp. The only logical thinking he had was; dick thrusts, tit bounces; so he thrusts hard over and over again just to see those huge beautiful globes flying around.

He wasn't even thinking about the logistics to hold themselves up so their positions were in fact a bit clumsy as he bangedas her against the locker while not holding onto anything as leverage other than her tits. As a result they stumbled a little bit during this fuck.

She clutched his ass tightly while his dick kept on pistoning into her. The girl was gasping and moaning, getting filled up so completely for the first time in her life by a real eleven-inch cock that was as thick as her own wrist! She tried to keep her legs spread but with no real consideration of how he would hold himself against her, she jumped up and wrapped her long legs around his waist in one second, forcing him to take one more step forward so she wouldn't fall.

"Fuuuck!!! Girl!" he yelled, struggling to keep his footing. Even now he still refused to let go of her tits, opting to just keep her afloat by trapping her body between himself and the locker instead of using his hands to hold her up. He didn't want to stop playing with her huge tits!

"Ohh my Godddd!!! That's it! Keep fucking me stud! Oh God, such a BIG COCK in my horny pussy!!!" she clawed at his back, feeling herself on the verge of falling. Oh she did realize the vulnerable position she was in. She tightly wrapped her legs around his waist, clutching his butt with her feet, essentially trapping him because if he moved back they would lose their balance.

The position didn't stop her. Instead, she started to grind and roll her pussy around his huge throbbing cock. Even if he was forced to stay still on his feet, she wasn't missing the chance to feel that huge cock inside her. She massaged it with her pussy, squeezed it, felt every thick wiry veins that were twitching inside her. Oh God, this cock was fucking amazing!

For a moment the two were locked there, Randall stood still on his feet as she clenched his cock with her pussy and himself was busy squeezing her tits. Until she finally let one of her legs go down from wrapping around his waist. With the threat of falling gone, Randall was back to thrusting forward. Natalie, still with one leg around his waist, kept physically urging him on, digging her toes into the back of his thigh as he pounded her standing up like that.

They barely looked at each other as they fucked. Randall, especially, couldn't take his eyes off the bouncing globes in his hands. His hands moved up towards her large pointy nipples, and started rolling them together.

"Ahhhh shittttt!!!!"

The girl yelped in pain as he began twisting them. But the pain was insignificant compared to the feeling of being stuffed full with his huge cock. Fuck, she had never felt so FULL! She thought she would split in two anytime, but she couldn't care less even if she actually did! It barely even registered to her that she was cheating on her boyfriend with one of his teammates. Any thought other than his boyfriend's teammate's huge eleven-inch cock was long gone, thrown away from the capacity of thoughts in her head.

The same thing was happening inside the jock's head. Any thoughts about anything else other than the huge tits bouncing and flying in his grasp was forgotten. His hands and eyes were completely focused on the blonde's tits, looking at the way they bounce, and how soft and pliant they felt in his hands... how they vastly outsized his own large hands, spilling out of his holding palms... The way those hard pink nipples protrude out from her large heavy melons... Fuck, she had huge nipples too!

Randall couldn't help himself. He leaned down and began licking away at her hardened nubs. His tongue started to wildly lash away, flicking her nipples, leaving a trail of his spit on her chest. He licked and barely closed his mouth around her nipple before going to other one, providing both of her nipples equal attention. He went wildly, going from tit-to-tit, nipple-to-nipple, like he was a starving man at a buffet.

"OHHHHHH!"

Natalie screamed and moved one hand to the back of his head, pushing down on his head. His face was forced down to be pressed harder to her tits. His mouth, especially, was forcefully enclosing her nipples. He acted on his instinct. No longer did he only lick them, he began sucking on them... and he sucked on them so hard that his cheeks began to hollow like craters.

Then as if taking her on her promise earlier, he placed his face between her huge breasts and started nuzzing on them, the sounds mimicking the sound of an engine getting revved up, motorboating her tits. He got lost in them, licking and sucking away on the skin that he could reach even as he started to suffocate.

She was taken by surprise but soon enjoying the treatment as much as he enjoyed giving it, mostly because it drove him to an even higher level of lust and made him fuck her harder with his huge cock.

His face started to turn red but he didn't care. He continued to pump his cock while basking in the sensation of getting buried between the biggest tits he'd ever seen in his life. She was banged so hard against the locker that the metals were creaking loudly. He fucked her harder and harder until...

"Ah yes! Fuuuuuuckkk!!!"

"Urggghhhhhhhhhh!!"

They both came at the same time. He shot load after load deep inside her, eleven inches deep to be exact and she came around him in a series of hot shot orgasms. They were locked in their climax together for some time, crashing down together from the hot cheating sex they just partook in.

Finally, their orgasms came to an end, interestingly also at the same time. Natalie felt herself weakened, crashing against the locker behind her and struggling to stand after Randall released her hips from his hold.

He slipped his cock out, still looking terrifyingly large; bigger than Farrell's; but now flaccid and leaking with his cum, coated by her juice.

She had her head on the locker and then she suddenly snapped forward.

"D-did you... did you just come inside me?"

Randall nodded, weakly stroking his cock.

Her eyes got wide and she yelled at him, "You fucking idiot!", and hit him on the chest.

"Hey! What the fuck?"

"What the fuck? Who told you to cum inside?"

"What do you mean? I was cumming. You didn't, you NEVER said anything about not cumming inside!"

"Are you fucking dumb? Farrell never even came inside me, you moron."

"Okay, and HOW the fuck was that my fault, you dumbfuck?"

"My God. You are such a jerk!"

"Hey! Blame yourself!!! This wouldn't have happened had you just let me titfuck you until I cum! You are the one insisting to get your cunt fucked!"

"Whatever. I'm leaving!"

Natalie snapped and launched herself off the lockers, finding her bra and top on the floor and started immediately putting them back on.

"Bitch," Randall muttered under his breath as he, too, began reaching for his shorts.

The two got dressed up quite hastily, just now realizing how long they had disappeared from the field. But still no matter how they tried to pretend otherwise, they were definitely still thinking of what they'd just done.

Once they got fully-dressed, Natalie was the first one to leave the premise but she didn't even make it to the door before she turned around and said, while pointing a finger at him, "Don't say a fucking word about this to anyone. Especially not Farrell."

He rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm a fucking idiot?"

"Well, yes!"

With that the two finally walked out but not without some more playing around as Randall had his hand around Natalie's shoulder, groping one of her big tits, and she had her own hand on Randall's crotch, squeezing his bulge, as they walked together to the field.

They continued playing with each other up until they reached the field where everyone was apparently finishing up practice. They instantly removed their hands from each other as soon as the sun hit their face again. The teams dissolved just then, and Farrell, Natalie's handsome boyfriend, ran to her.

"Ugh, babe, I'm sorry. I'm sweating," he said without hugging her.

"It's okay baby... I'm happy to see you," she said sweetly.

"Yeah I'm happy too!" he claimed joyfully, then turned to his 'injured' teammate. "You're feeling better, man?"

Randall faked flinching a bit before answering, "Oh yeah, so much better now," he said, sneakily looking at Natalie more than a few times as he said so.

"That's great! Um, babe. Do you mind waiting a little bit? I'm just gonna change my clothes and grab my things," the loving boyfriend said, turning back to his girlfriend, unaware that she now had a pussy full of his teammate's cum.

"Of course. I'll just wait outside with the other girls," she told him, ignoring how soaked her panties were at the moment before waving at her boyfriend and turning away to join the other girls.

Just a few minutes later, Farrell walked out, still talking with a few of his teammates, including the one who had just fucked his girlfriend raw.

"Alright, boys! Gonna catch you later!" Randall waved at his teammates and led Natalie to his car, where they had planned to go for a meal after.

But as the couple walked away from the group, Natalie couldn't stop herself from looking at Randall's crotch one last time, already fantasizing about his hard 11-inch cock. In fact that was the last thing she saw before entering Farrell's car. She looked at her boyfriend and thought about what she did that day.

He shouldn't know about it, she thought. That much was clear. And neither should he know about the next time she would 'meet' his teammate again, even if she herself didn't know when it would happen yet.

It had been a peculiar day. She still didn't know what possessed her to do what she did, but in the end she felt more than content with herself. After all, even if it was her boyfriend's teammate, how could she regret getting fucked so good by such a huge perfect cock?

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*****

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A figure wearing all-black left the empty stadium soon after everyone else had left. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed his presence, but the place seemed to be already empty, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked away towards where he had parked his car a few minutes-walk away. He quietly slipped inside his car and sat down on the driver's seat.

God that was the most intense one yet, he thought, chuckling and shaking his head. He pulled out the gold-painted black watch from his pocket and looked at it, thankful for having this artifact on him.

It had been about a month since he was 'entrusted' as the keeper of this watch. He still remembered the look on the old lady's face as she shoved this item in his palms. "I know you will be the perfect holder for this piece," she had said that day.

~~~~~~~

Luke came across the "Occult Emporium" booth by random chance. He didn't give it much thought at first as he sat near the edge of the river. He had just thought it was a bit odd that someone chose to open a booth in this riverside camping ground. But he figured there were a lot of teenagers there that would have thought it would be fun to do fortune-telling or whatever it was the booth was offering.

But then, he felt a.... calling, drawing him into the booth. He had been watching a few college students on the other side of the river. His eyes traveled from each individual, making up pairings in his head, studying their assets. Then his eyes would get the sudden urge to look back at the booth again.

At the end of the day, as he turned to leave, he felt the urge to pay the booth a visit getting stronger and stronger. Finally, he shrugged and just thought, what the hell. At this point the younger staff working at the booth had turned on the flickering lights, while the old lady remained seated on the desk. She was watching him as he walked over.

"Well well... you finally come over," she said.

He felt the way it was phrased was a little weird but he tried to ignore it.

"Yeah, just curious what this is all about," he responded rather disinterestedly.

He looked around behind her at the displays. He was surprised to see a lot of stuff other than the crystal ball. Some looked peculiar and some... just looked like normal items, like ones you would find in a garage sale. But his eyes were suddenly caught on a particular shiny item sitting nicely on the desk at the mouth of the booth. He looked at it, and found that it was a black watch with gold decorative paints in patterns he wasn't familiar with.

"Ah, now you've seen what's been calling you," the old lady said with a smile, taking the watch in her hand and placing it on the desk directly between them.

Luke raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

The lady kept her smile calmly, "You felt it, didn't you? You come here... because you heard its calling. The urge you felt to march over here isn't a coincidence, my dear. The call is coming from this watch. It's calling for you," she carefully put the watch on the top of her open palm, drawing Luke's attention to the flashy item once more.

"Huh?" he stammered. "I don't get it. I.. I'm not into these... these stuff."

She chuckled, "Oh honey, I know you aren't. But, I think you will be SO into what this watch can do."

"I-I'm not following..."

The lady carefully caressed the watch, like it was a pet, as she smiled and spoke. 'This isn't just an ordinary watch. This watch... it has a power."

Luke was transfixed by the golden flashes coming from the paint. He was getting interested, against his better judgement, in the lore of this watch. He looked up at the lady's eyes, as if asking for her to go on.

"It has the power to, how do I say it, instill a desire between two people who fit a certain... parameters."

Now Luke was tuning in completely. From the way she said 'desire', he already had an idea of where this was going.

"What kind of parameters?" he asked, now fully invested in the lore.

Her eyes were dark and he could almost swear he saw something flashing in them. She kept her eyes on him as she calmly said, "That will be decided by the owner of this watch. Say, hypothetically, if you were the owner, you can set up any parameter you want. Maybe, just hypothetically, you wanted to set it up for the shortest adult male and shortest adult female... or, anything else, really."

Luke swallowed, processing what she just said, "Anything?"

"Yep. Anything. And if you were already thinking about it, you're in luck, because this watch is specifically calling for you to be its owner, its master."

He looked at the watch, seeing how it shone in her hands like it was... glowing?, then looked at her eyes again. She stared back at him meaningfully.

"You saw it, didn't you?"

Luke was silent.

"... the way it glows. It's trying to get your attention. Only the chosen person will get to see its glow, and you, my dear, have been selected."

Luke was still in shock, he barely opened his mouth, "... b-but why?"

The lady chuckled again, her voice was now sending shivers down his spine. "It just connects with you," she explained, "it can detect... the desire within you, and it has determined you will be the person who is going to use it to its full potential. You and this watch... honey, you have a connection. It's so strong. Just like the connection you will be able to make by using its power..."

"What's the limit?" Luke asked bluntly, his head was already filled with ideas on how he would use this watch.

"Well. It only would, uhm, pair up people who had reached adulthood. Only people over the age of 18 would be affected by its power. And..."

Luke leaned in, waiting patiently, his face turning serious. She waited a few seconds, amusing herself, before continuing;

"... It can detect anyone in a 100 feet radius."

He nodded, hesitantly touching the watch on her palm. She smiled, "You can take it. It's okay"

He looked at her for a few seconds, looking for any possible hint of deception on her face. He found none, but that might also be his head telling him to just take it.

"So... how does it work?"

"Young man, you just had to find the button on the top of the watch..." he went to look for it and found a little button, not much bigger than a nail head. "... yep, that's the one."

"... Okay, so I can push this button and the people... with... the parameters... I chose... would... you know...?"

She nodded, the smile on her face just got wider in affirmation. She quickly added, "All of that, and you don't need to pay me a dime, young man. It is my job to bring you this watch once it has chosen you as its protector."

Luke put the watch up closer to his face. Chosen, huh, he thought, That means....

Before he could open his mouth to ask, it seemed like she already read his mind, or at least his expression.

"Oh and one more thing, this stipulation that you set... this parameter... would be the thing that draws your, uhm, targets together. I'm sure you want to know what that was like," she said, ending by folding her hands together in front of herself. She continued, "the bond you created would be long-lasting but your parameters would be the first thing that started it off. You can basically make your own power couple. Or, maybe you are the kind who wants to rather use it for yourself. I don't know, it's not my business. But, the watch has chosen you for a reason and whatever it was I think you already know by now."

Luke stared at the watch for a few seconds before finally saying, "Alright, uhm, thanks," then he placed the item in his pocket.

"I'm gonna make sure to use this watch as well as I can. Sh-should I know your name, uhm, madame?"

"Oh young man... my name is unimportant to you. What's important is for you to take care of the watch for me."

"Alright, I-I'll do."

"Good. You can go now if you want. I'm sure you are eager to see what you can do with that watch as the rightful owner now."

Luke smiled at her, still holding the watch in his pocket, and made his leave. He walked away from the site, constantly looking back to see the old lady and her assistant looking at him as he left until they were completely out of sight.

Back at the booth, the assistant was dusting off a few boxes while making a comment to the old lady, "I can't believe we're giving away that watch so soon. I would have expected us to keep it a bit longer."

The lady turned to the assistant with a warm smile. "That's where you are wrong, hon. We didn't give anything away. It decided what and who it wanted, and when. It is not up to us."

The assistant looked skeptical, "And that young man, do you think he is a worthy winner of a piece like that? It's one of our most powerful collections."

"Oh, I think he is. I think he is," the lady looked out on hopefully, with Luke already disappearing from both of their lines of sight.

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The biggest tits and the biggest dick.

That was the first thing that came to mind when Luke was presented with the choice to make his own parameter for the 'pairing' he wanted to make. He had been watching the college students at the river that day, studying the bulges in the guys' pants, and the tits bouncing on the girls' chest. He felt like a pervert, obsessed with finding the most oversized cock and tits.

With the watch in his hand, he now had the chance to basically get his two obsessions in one place, and joined together in the best way he could imagine. That was if the old lady at the booth wasn't tricking him.

However the reality wasn't as exciting as he initially thought he'd be.

That very first night he stopped by at a diner to test the power of the watch. He was sitting down and pressed the button while thinking of the parameter he wanted to set. He waited and waited, watching everyone present at the diner, wondering which ones of them would be affected.

Soon he saw the signs, but he almost missed it. He was so focused on watching the waitress with prominent cleavage, thinking she would sure be the first woman to get affected, that he didn't realize another woman at the diner who was more... plain-looking had been making eyes at another customer. Or more specifically, at his crotch.

Luke only realized when the two people got up and were about to get out at the same time. Once he noticed this motion he quickly left the diner himself, following closely in the dark where the two were going. Sure enough, he found them in an alley, where the woman was furiously stroking and sucking the man's cock.

The thing was, they weren't... what he pictured. The woman did have a sizeable pair of tits, if he had to guess they were probably D-cups but he barely paid attention to her as she was so... average, otherwise. So was the man whose dick was unceremoniously... unlike what he imagined. It was probably near 6 inches long, which, yes, was big, but somehow Luke thought he would see more. It didn't help that the man wasn't much of a looker with his balding head and pudgy body, which disappointed him even more.

But that was only the first trial. Luke did get off to it, watching the two go at it in the dark, which was good enough that he wanted to try it again and again.

However, the results were almost always just as disappointing. It wasn't like the people he paired off together were ugly, it was just that he was expecting more. He thought he would see the clash of the bustiest bombshells with the studliest studs but after a few trials, he only managed to get rather 'average' people together. Some were even, in lack of a better word, unfortunate. Some were overweight. Some were too old and weak. Some were too weak and incapable for the kind of action he pictured in his head. He would be lucky to get a woman bigger than D cups, and the cock he's uncovered were mostly at 5-7 inch range. They were great sizes, but it was quite a massive stepdown from his expectations when he first thought about the power he had, and it wasn't like the people themselves were supermodels to make up for it...

He thought that perhaps the mistake was with the parameter he set. He wondered if he could just change the parameter to the most attractive, but then he wasn't sure if the watch was able to approve something as subjective, or even if it did, whether the people chosen would have the 'assets' he wanted.

Maybe the fault was at the randomness of the chance. Or maybe he just had too high of an expectation.

Maybe he could tweak the set-up parameter to be more specific to adhere to his types, but again, he didn't know if he could do something that specific.

He ended up going back to the river in hopes of finding the booth so maybe he could ask questions or guidance from the lady, only to find the ground empty. There were people around but no signs of the booth. Dejected, he activated the watch right there but soon left once he found the affected targets were an overweight 60-something woman and a random dad.

He drove home, pondering if maybe he had played around too much for something that he didn't even enjoy. Maybe he needed to just forget about it all and focus on his life, instead of constantly searching for big-titted bombshells and big-dicked studs to ogle.

Then one day he saw Natalie Emerson on his way back from class.

God, those were some huge tits, he thought immediately and he couldn't stop the urge to activate the watch to get her some big dick.

He followed her in his car, watching as she went into the soccer field. He figured she must be there to watch her boyfriend. Wait, is there a game today, or is it just practice? He wondered if her boyfriend had some well-hung teammates...

So he sneaked around, hiding behind some post and activated the watch. He waited a while until he saw the effects making turns. Natalie's eyes were focused on Randall's bulge and his eyes focused on her tits.

Luke had studied a lot of bulges in his life... as a hobby... but what he saw on this hot soccer player's shorts was just so fucking huge! It was by far the biggest one he'd seen, and it was barely constrained by the thinnest fabric. This was it... finally some worthy matches.

He was getting excited seeing the two made dumb excuses to walk away from the field and to the locker room. He had learned from his numerous experience with the watch's power that whenever the target was set on, everyone around them would be unaware of the watch's influence on the target, and thus providing the pair some needed privacy to release their 'desires'.

This was the reason why nobody caught on the fact that both Natalie and Randall were away for a suspiciously long time. It was part of the watch's power. And Luke, on his part, was satisfied with that. When he finally got around near the locker room, he arrived at the perfect time.

"Heh? Have you ever seen a 11-incher before?"

"Have you ever seen a double H cup before?"

Now, we're talking. The biggest ones so far, and by far. From either side. And they belonged to these hot college students!

Luke stood there and watched everything.

He saw how the two commented crudely about each other while groping and squeezing the only thing that mattered to them right then: cock and tits. He saw the struggle, the two arguing about who fucks what. He watched Randall fucking her with his giant cock while having her giant tits pressed to his sweating face. He watched the stud cum inside her as she, too, came around him. And he watched how much they tried to pretend like this would only be a one-time thing.

But Luke knew better.

The bond would be long-lasting, he recalled what the old lady told him back at the river.

They might have been focused on only big tits and cock right now, but the next time they get together, and they WILL get together, they would start noticing more things. Maybe Natalie would see how handsome he was, and how hard and fit his body was, how cute his butt was, how strong and tall he was... and maybe Randall would see how gorgeous his teammate's girlfriend was, how soft her lips were, how lush and smooth her curves, how hot and tight her pussy was...

And Luke, he had no idea now, but he would make sure that he'd be there when they had their second time, and third, and fourth,... and so on.

But right now, he sat in his car, holding the watch in his hand and silently thanked the lady at the booth before driving away into the day.