Like hell it won't.

Chris sucked on her stud's yummy cock, feeling simply amazing, brain fizzy like that tasty drink she'd tried at the bar a few... days ago? Or was it one day? Not that it mattered, not with her titties all tingly, just like her booty and her entire body, really... One hand caressing Steve's pulsing shaft, Chris put the other to work on her generously sized chest, cupping and squeezing and pulling the nipple of her left boobie through the fabric of her shirt. Even so, it felt incredibly sensitive, pulsating under her hands, even as her tongue slurped all over the massive cock right in front of her.

Pouty lips suckling on the spongy, dripping head of Steve's cock, Chris felt drool run down her chin and soak into her shirt right between her titties. As it began to make everything nice and slippery, the surfer bimbo couldn't help but moan, the sound traveling along Steve's shaft, making him groan in turn. Something went *pop* in Chris brain, as if one of the fizzy bubbles had burst, and she twisted her nipple gently as she pulled on it, feeling her breasts settle back onto her chest when she let go, but something felt strange, particularly with how hard it was to think past the cock between her lips. Good, amazing even, but still strange...

"B-babe, it's... I think I have one more in me, b-but give me a little time!"

"Mmfh ghlmgh, ghlugh mghg... ghg?"

Chris giggled - of course, talking with a cock between her lips wasn't gonna work. Not that she'd stop blowing Steve, not with him slowly growing hard again. Flicking her nipples with both hands, her snaking tongue easily able to support her lover's cock as it stiffened, Chris felt a little cold around her tummy. Again, weird and strange, but of much less importance than getting stuffed again. Pussy or mouth didn't matter, as long as she could drain Steve's balls again. And again. And again. And agai...

"Mh?"

As Chris went to cup her titties and squeeze them together, she found them much heavier, softer, bigger, her pinkies brush against the soft skin of her underboob. Hefting the swelling orbs and jiggling them, Chris smiled around the spongy glans slowly pushing forwards between her lips as Steve grew harder; obviously, the surfer bimbo had a fairy godmother watching over her. How else could she explain the fact that her wish for bigger titties was already coming true?

And they were growing massive. Already Chris' nipples were easily as big as the tip of her thumb, and more and more underboob peeked from the lower seam of the surfer bimbo's shirt - who, of course, took to these developments with gusto, bobbing her head to slurp and slobber all over Steve's enormous member. Her lover groaned and lazily thrust his hips, happy to have Chris do most of the work; who, in turn, was more than happy to do it. As nice as a rough face fucking was, the surfer bimbo had just been savagely fucked, so nice and slow was a good change.

More and more breastflesh spilled out from under Chris' shirt, the lower seam soon only held by her now thumb-sized nipples, revealing the lower ends of saucer-sized, puffy areolas. If before, the surfer bimbo's underboob had peeked out, now it was - metaphorically speaking - jumping up and down, waving its arms and screaming 'Fuck me!". Which, all things considered, wasn't that different from how Chris herself usually acted. Now, with her hands sinking ever deeper into the growing orbs, Chris couldn't believe her luck. She'd wanted to give her lover a proper titfuck, but her old titties would never have reached around Steve's monster. With these puppies, however? Steve was gonna drown in boobage before drowning Chris in thick, tasty cum.

"Mffwah~!" Of course, Chris had to stop sucking first, even if it was just for a few seconds. Then again, a small price to pay to break her new (still swelling!) boobies in. "Lllloverrr~? Wanna, like, fuck my titties?"

"Bwuh?" In true bimbo fashion, Chris' proposal had the same sublety as a sledgehammer - or her new boobies. Impossibly large and perky as they were, they reached down to the lower end of her ribcage even while defying gravity to jut out before her like a pair of beachballs, stretching her shirt almost to its utter limits. Even so, Steve took a second to process it. But then... "Uh, yeah?! But are you su-- whu-wha?"

Standing up and taking a step back, Steve gaped down at Chris, clearly dumbfounded and impressed. The surfer bimbo simply pulled in her tongue and grinned up at him, almost beside herself with excitement, nipples throbbing and pussy leaking as her mind fizzed with lust. After jiggling her titties from side to side, Chris licked her upper lip lasciviously and tried to heft her boobies, only to fail miserably as they spilled over her hands. Still, playing with them was so much fun!

"You like 'em?"

"I... uh, yeah! It's just, they came rather sudden, right?"

"Eh..." Chris shrugged, giggling in delight as her breasts jiggled and bounced. "I don' caaare~! They're, like, amaaazing~!"

"That... that they are, Babe. Are you... okay?"

"Uhm, duh? Like, who wouldn't be, with tiddies like this? Now, you gonna, like, fuck 'em?"

"I... yeah. Fuck it. Let's do this!"

With all the drool from the sloppy BJ, everything between Chris' titties was already slippery enough for Steve to kneel down and position his glans at the lower end of her cavernous cleavage and begin to slowly push his throbbing fuckstick between the pillowy boobage. Chris was practically buzzing with excitement, nipples pulsing and throbbing, almost threatening to pierce through her shirt - as girthy as Steve's massive shaft was, her new and improved titties easily wrapped around it, swallowing it up, drawing it in. And they were so sensitive! Not quite as much as her pussy or mouth, but close.

"You like my tiddies around your biiiig cock?" Chris wrapped her arms around her breasts, slender hands gripping rock-hard nipples long enough that they still peeked out and jiggled her boobage up and down. She'd wanted to say more, but the sensations washed away all words - sensitive nipples tugged, huge titties jiggled, a thick, veiny rod sandwiched between them... It was a lot to take, but as usual, Chris took it all and gladly. "Mnaanh~!"

As voluminous as Chris' boobies were now, Steve was still comfortably long enough to have his glans and a portion of his shaft poke out from the surfer bimbo's cleavage, precum soaking into the already spit-soaked fabric. Of course, Chris loved even that fact - who else had a boyfriend with such a huge dick? And even better, now she could just pull at the neckhole of her shirt, reveal Steve's fist-sized glans and...

"Mmmnnn~..." She would never get enough of that taste, this tangy, salty goodness, how it spread in her mouth as Steve throbbed and pulsed between her lips, her tits, her tongue snaking out and spiraling along Steve's length, making her cleavage so incredibly slippery, saliva dripping from her lips to make her tits as wet as any pussy. "Mnoohyesh~..."

Steve meanwhile began to thrust slowly, rocking Chris face back and forth as she refused to let go of the glans pressed against her pouty lips. Every time his hips slapped against the surfer bimbo's tits, they jiggled like jello, nipples tugging at her grip and adding to the sensations. It also reminded Chris to take a more active role, making the titfuck feel better for both of them as she pressed her titties together with her arms, moved them up and down, side by side, everything to feel more of these heavenly sensations, to **** more pre out of Steve... before the main prize finally filled her mouth to the brim.

"Fuck, they're so soft, Babe..." Hands on the bed to steady himself, Steve kept pumping away at Chris' cleavage, his fat balls smacking into her trim belly. "I love fucking your tits!"

Another *pop* went off in Chris' fizzy, bubbly mind, bliss and happiness spreading inside her as she heard her boobies praised. It just felt so awesome to know Steve enjoyed her body so much, particularly with how much Chris enjoyed her body (and Steve's cock). Eyes half-lidded, dicksucking lips turning up in a happy smile even as they sucked dick, Chris lost all track of time, content in the moment, this moment, where her body was rocked by a massive cock between her massive tits.

Again and again, Chris' head was thrown back, a squirt of pre shooting into her eager mouth every time, bigger and bigger with each pulse of Steve's straining cock. The vacuum seal of Chris' lips never let up, sucking and slurping, sloppy wet noises echoing through the room as Chris kept pumping her tongue along Steve's length, mashing her enormously swollen breasts around the rock-hard member as she pulled her nipples, all to heighten both their pleasure.

"Hugh... glkh... gulgh..." Chris hadn't had a thought in quite a while, operating entirely on instinct. Who needed thinking if just getting tittyfucked felt so good? "Ghlmmh~..."

"Babe, your tits are the best!" Steve clearly didn't have much going on in the brain department, himself, humping his bimbo lover's massive, jiggly bust and driving his fist-sized glans into her mouth again and again. Nuts gurgling and swelling, they clearly were preparing quite the treat for Chris. "Goddamn, I'm getting cloooose!"

Chris heart hammered in her chest, hard enough that it had to make her titties quake, and the surfer bimbo could feel every beat in her throbbing nipples, her pulsing pussy, even her tingling lips, everything was on fire with lust, with pleasure, everything was just perfect. She was exactly where she was meant to be, she was...

*POP*

"Babe, BABE! I'M CUMMIN'!" With a lustful roar, Steve exploded right as a final, all-encompassing bubble burst in Chris brain, leaving nothing but pink mist in her mind - pink mist that was almost instantly swept away by a torrent of cum as her lover emptied his nuts and filled the surfer bimbo's mouth, thrusting his gargantuan rod every time his fat balls contracted and sent yet another thick rope of cum into Chris. "Hnnguuuh~..."

And Chris swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. There was so much! And she'd be damned if she wasted even one drop! Thick and cloying, Chris felt the divine taste fill her very being, cum bubbling out of her nose as the surfer bimbo's mouth was overwhelmed. Her eyes rolled up in her head, pussy gushing and soaking the floor with her juices, and still she was gulping down the thick mass of Steve's swimmers, shuddering and twitching in the throes of lust.

When Steve was finally spent, he collapsed backwards on his butt, pulling his shaft away from Chris, but the bimbo didn't mind, not with her cheeks still bulging with seed that needed to be swallowed. Rubbing her new, expansive bust and tugging her nipples, Chris licked her nose and mouth and tits clean, making sure not a single drop, not a single sperm was wasted.

"Babe? Are you... are you alright?"

"Like, why wouldn't I be?" Chris beamed up at Steve, hands still absentmindedly playing with her titties. "I've never, like, felt better and stuff!"

Standing up, Chris felt her smile grow even wider - her stance was altered due to her wider hips, her ass jiggled just from standing up, and her tits... her tits! They gave prize pumpkins a run for their money, hanging from her front heavy and pendulous and perky, capped by ridiculously large, erect nipples that just begged to be suckled. The surfer bimbo's waist was comparably tiny with how wide her hips, how thick her thighs were, and in-between them, Chris pussy was dripping, aching to be filled, the insides of her thighs soaked with her juices. Chris body was made for sex, and she would not deny her calling.

"Hey, wanna fuck again?"