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(BRA BOY Episode 1 to 4 )

Episode 3
Even while I was seated at the cashier’s desk
a couple of minutes later, they still repeatedly
crossed my mind! Of course Chime has always
told me how some ladies loved to go
completely Unclad even if it was just a p@
ntyhose they were looking to try out, but this
was the first time I was experiencing it myself!
And it was already turning into a crazy night
for me! I didn’t even know I was spotting a
boner already until I shut her door behind me
and began walking up to the cashier’s desk!
As several thoughts of what the night could
likely turn out to be kept bombarding my
head, my modest 8inch J0yst!ck kept being
readjusted within my tight-fitting denim
trouser! Funny enough, it wasn’t even as
though I had seen anything outlandish. It was
just her bra-covered b0s0m and her p@nty-
covered butt0ckz. But yet, I couldn’t be at
rest.
A good indication of how much of a learner I
was in this clime! I had no girl I could call a
girlfriend, and the last time I tried keeping one
for myself, it turned out a major disaster!
Unlike your average guy, I have never had the
habit of seeing X-rated on phones or
magazines.
They always looked a bit of a taboo for me.
So I was an absolute green-horn, in matters of
s*x.
I wasn’t a virgin though, but I was worse than
most virgins who only sought for the
opportunity before they would gladly F**K
their way out of virginity! Anyways, while I
thought all these, a rather new side of
concerns began setting in when it begun
looking like the lady costumer was starting to
take more time than anticipated. After waiting
another 5 minutes, I had to stand and begin
walking towards the cubicle.
“Bra Boy?!!” was the sudden call I got from
inside the cubicle just about four steps into
my trek. She was the one calling.
“Did she just call me ‘Brassiere Boy’?” I asked
myself, feeling totally ridiculed by the name.
“Bra Boy?! Are you there?” she was absolutely
referring to me for real, quite surprisingly
“I’m coming madam” was my response doing
well to suppress the burgeoning anger I was
already feeling
When I got to the cubicle door, I swung it
open, but lo and behold, I was greeted with
yet another neck-breaker! My woman-
costumer was backing me and bent over the
chair at the corner – probably in an attempt
to sort the brassieres that were piled on there
(she was now putting on one of ours) – and
this brought her huge p@nty-covered
butt0ckz right in my face! Given she was bent
over, the butt0ckz looked much more rounder
and bulkier! And her butt0ckz cheeks
seductively ‘overflowed’ from under the p@nty
straps! The view was just awesome and was
good enough to melt all my earlier anger
away! And it brought me instant hard-on
before I knew it! She began speaking on
noticing my presence.
“Ehee… please I’ve been trying to test this very
bra…” she was standing back erect now, “…but
it is looking undersize even though the label
says its double-J.” She suddenly turned to
face me, thus nearly knocking me off my perch
with her outrageous looking mammaries! They
now looked even more colossal because of the
admittedly undersized brassiere! The piece of
clothe barely accommodated his areolas, let
alone the swell of her fabulous b0s0m! In fact,
her Tips were only just kept in-place by the
rings of the bra-cups!
“Ehmm…ok ma. But…ehh…” I just couldn’t get
words out of my mouth all of a sudden as my
apparently widened eyes remained fixed on the
large shooters before me! “But…can..can’t
you…can’t you pick another one?” I finally
managed to complete
“Oh…I really like this one. Mostly because of
these lacey groves” she ran a finger along
some of the fancy lacey grooves that adorned
the appreciably beautiful brassiere
“Oh…” I still preferred looking at the tip were
her finger seemed to be forcing a Tip into a
hide-and-seek game with the cup of the bra! I
was so freaking hard now and just about then,
she found out!

Episode 4
“Or do you guys have another one like this
that is a bit larger?” she began to say
again, and when I looked up at her face,
found out she had her eyes solely fixed on
the front of my trousers! She was certainly
surprised to see I was spotting a firm
erection out of the blue.
“Not…really ma” I managed to say after
swallowing hard. I could even feel the beads
of perspiration appearing on my forehead
already.
“Oh dear. Then please help me fit in this
one.
I can’t afford not to buy it” she was already
partly backing me again and facing the
mirror.
Did I just hear ‘help me fit in’? My J0yst!ck
markedly twitched in response! “I…did you…I
mean, what did-you-say ma?” I heard my
terrible nervous mouth ask. I was openly
shaking.
“Help me fit in the bra. If my b—–s can fit
into it, then I am buying it.” she pressed
down her succulent boobies as she
mentioned ‘my b—–s can fit into it’.
Meanwhile I was wondering how I was
supposed to make an obviously undersized
brassiere contain all those b—–s I was
seeing. But then, given this is was just few
days to Xmas, and the price tag on the
brassier we were talking about there was
quite tangible, then I had little alternatives.
“Ok ma…” followed my response even
though I still didn’t know where to start
actually.
After getting myself to stand directly behind
her, I began fiddling with the hook behind. I
still can’t explain how she even managed to
get the thing hooked-in in the first place.
But then, I was only getting started when
she began complaining all of a sudden.
“There is nothing to do there boy. Please
bring your hand to the front.” she said a bit
rashly while nudging back a bit and thus
pressing into my hard J0yst!ck with her
large bum unknowingly! I practically
jumped! “Try to get the sides in first. If they
can get in, then it will make it easier for
you.”
I swallowed hard and only managed to nod
my head. When I looked up to the mirror in
front of us, I met her reflection looking at
the floor.
Meanwhile, my hands were now coming
around to her front and how ridiculous we
both looked in the mirror with my arms
almost totally disappearing under the sides
of her magnificent b0s0m! She had nudged
herself a bit forward, giving my erection a
bit of respite.
Barely a second later, she got a phone call.
Her phone was already on the dresser in
front of us and the mirror so she just
stretched an arm to pick it up thus forcing
my hand further into her bustline!
I licked my lips at once. Sniffing hard and
praying the plenty beads of perspiration in
my face do not trickle into my eyes. I was
stuck like F**K, literarily. And I could
comfortably hear My heart pounding so so
loudly! I still was fidgeting, and her strong
admittedly intoxicating cologne was in itself
driving me crazier! As she spoke in her
dialect, waving an arm here and there, I was
perched to her back like some kid would her
mum! It was just awkward if not ridiculous
how we looked in the mirror! Consequently,
just after she dropped her phone and tried
leaning up again, her butt inevitably
pressed into my hard-on for yet a second
time! And of course, I jerked once again!
“You no dey push the thing in again?” she
asked in mixed Pidgin.
“I…I..am doing…it…” I could barely even
breathe as I struggled to move my erection
away from her backside as much as I could.
It was even quite hard to tell if she hasn’t
been feeling all the hard prodding from my
J0yst!ck given she barely reacted on each
occasion.
I had now grabbed the side of her left boob
and began attempting to get it into the left
cup of the bra. And she responded by
slightly lifting her arm, to give me more
room.

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