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Subject: Title story: "Chance Contact" Author: Donna Baker 125932834
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Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2007 19:50:23 +0000
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Chance Contact
"Damn!" Megan muttered to herself when she first noticed the little bump showing
through her blouse. She'd been banging a report into her desk computer when a
stray motion of her arm had set of the Itch.
She tried to ignore it, but ever since her hormone treatments had started, she'd
been pestered by the Itch. And once her implants had eliminated the need for
artificial bra fillers, the Itch had become her master, and she the slave.
Anything could set the Itch off: a chance gesture, a cough, or even a stray
erotic thought. She'd tried to prevent its onset by wearing heavy cotton bras,
soft tricot bras, and today, even the bold experiment of no bra at all, but it
was no use.
Her hyper-sensitive nipples started swelling. As they grew, they became more and
more tender. Megan knew that her large brown aureoles were visibly darkening as
the juices flowed into them. She held her breath, hoping to keep the tiny
motions of her slick white blouse from stimulating her breasts further, but her
very heartbeat was enough to thrill them!
"If you can't beat 'em, join 'em," she sighed, and placed her two hands
carefully atop the swell of her heavy mounds. All ten of her inch-long red and
black enameled nails pointed inward, almost meeting over the chasm between her
silky lapels.
She waited a moment for her slender fingers to absorb the warmth of her bosom,
then watched and felt them descending slowly, inexorably towards her prominent,
fleshy nubbins. Her breasts were afire with need, and Megan relished the
anticipation of filling that need almost as much as the act itself!
With her fingertips, she caressed the bumpy surface of her aureoles through the
soft material, allowing the long, sharp tips of her nails to flick lightly
against her distended nipples. She forced herself to draw in a long, shaky
breath before succumbing to temptation and rolling the sweet sprites gently
between her fingers and thumbs.
She'd have closed her eyes in ecstasy, but she couldn't tear them away from the
sight! For years, she had dreamt of moments like these, and now that they were a
reality, she intended to enjoy them to the fullest!
Inevitably, the Itch did not confine itself to her breasts. Her entire body was
becoming aroused. While one hand continued to tickle her wonderful globes, the
other stole towards the hem of her short skirt.
The phone speaker rudely curtailed her activities. "Megan, could I speak to you,
a minute?" It was always pleasant to hear Donna's voice, but Megan did not
welcome the interruption.
"Certainly, Donna," she replied, and followed that with a "shit!" the instant
the red light winked out. Megan stood inside her office door, unsure whether to
wait to calm down, or to hope that her excitement would subside before reaching
Donna's room.
It was too sudden to avoid! Donna had turned to speak to another woman just as
she threw open Megan's door, and walked headlong into her friend.
"Ssssss!" Megan sucked in her breath. For a brief moment, her entire being was
focused upon the tender, swollen tips of her white-hot breasts. She closed her
eyes while the tide of erotic sensation swept over her.
They remained motionless for less than two seconds, but it seemed like minutes
to Megan. Her extraordinarily sensitive nipples were pressed tightly against
Donna's lush breasts. She could almost count the stitches in Donna's lace bra
through their silky blouses.
Donna's "Oh, my!" caused Megan's blue-shadowed eyelids to flutter open. Megan
felt the warm red glow spreading upward from her snowy cleavage, and witnessed
the same flush underlaying Donna's adroitly painted face.
"Excuse me," "I'm sorry!" the ladies exclaimed simultaneously. As they
separated, Donna's lace cups raked Megan's raw nerve tips like sandpaper.
Donna was equally startled by their accidental collision. She was thankful that
her report had fluttered to the floor as they had met gathering the scattered
sheets enabled her to collect her rattled wits. She had never imagined being
sexually aroused by a chance contact with another woman! She tried desperately
not to dwell on the sensation of Megan's stiff nipples mashed tightly against
her own ripe melons.
"I'm sorry, Donna," Megan began, hoping her voice didn't sound as shaky to Donna
as it did to herself. "You startled me, and I ..."
Megan stopped in mid sentence. She was completely flustered by the sight of her
finger-sized nipples showing so obviously through her simple white blouse. She
wanted to run away and hide, afraid of what Donna might think!
"No, no, Megan, it was my fault," Donna replied. "I was looking over my shoulder
when I came in, instead of looking where I was going. I didn't even knock." She
stood. "I was just bringing ..."
Both women were suddenly very quiet. Megan's heart pounded furiously, and her
eyes widened. She had not felt Donna's nipples during their contact. She was
quiet sure of that. Yet there they were, standing to attention under ...
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