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Subject: nipples.txt  (FMMM+, gang wife, party)
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Dax and Lucky had been chatting on the BBS system for only a 
short time. It couldn't have been more than a couple of weeks. 
They both enjoyed the time they spent exciting one another via 
the computer. They would leave messages for one another and get 
on a chat mode whenever they had the opportunity. This was 
usually late at night. Each of their respective houses were quiet 
and they were able to settle down and get themselves ready for 
slumber by telling each other the sexual heights they would like 
to take one another to. Lucky had a bodacious set of tits, and 
Dax loved the way she would describe them. He also enjoyed 
hearing her tell of how she would use them to excite him.

During one extended chat, Lucky indicated how sensitive her 
nipples were. She described them as be rather large, and boasted 
about how hard they became whenever she was aroused. Dax got, 
what he thought was, a great idea. Wouldn't it be grand for Lucky 
if he could orchestrate a nipple exciting contest for her. His 
mind went to work. First he would have to convince her to 
participate. Then he would have to find a way to protect her 
anonymity. Next he had to locate three other men (breast men) who 
wished to participate in this contest. Finally, it would be 
necessary to bring Lucky and her nipple admirers together for the 
games. This was no mean task, but Dax felt, not only up to the 
challenge, but driven to accomplish it.

During a chat one late night, Dax brought up the notion of having 
more than on man fondle Lucky's breasts at one time. She 
indicated that she might be interested in that. He went on to 
explain that he knew that she may well have concerns about her 
anonymity and wanted to assure her that they could protect this. 
He suggested that she select a motel that she would be 
comfortable with. She could relay the name of the motel to Dax 
while they chatted. When the night in question came, she could go 
to the room and call Dax on digital pager, punching in only the 
number of the room in her phone. It would also be appropriate to 
acquire a mask, preferable one that was mysterious with a lot of 
feathers. She would remain clothed or covered with the exception 
of her breasts. Dax and company would arrive and the games would 
begin. She indicated that she would let Dax know whether she felt 
courageous enough to try this new brand of excitement.

They continued to chat a few times a week and neither of them 
brought the topic up again during these chats. The ball was in 
her court. In the interim, Dax began his search for men that 
could or would be interested. His primary concern was finding 
nice looking guys that had their heads on straight. Then the task 
was to make sure that they were tit men. All tit men loved 
nipples and knew how to treat them. Once found, it was his task 
to get them to commit to this contest and give them their charge 
as to being innovative in their efforts to excite Lucky. 

As time went on Dax was able to find three other men who seemed 
excited about the prospect. Dax had suggested that he had 
contacted Lucky via modem and had no idea who Lucky was. As the 
men discussed this challenge, they equated it to a sport. Like 
all other sports, when men get together, the topic of betting 
reared its ugly head. They decided to make a wager on the winner 
of the contest. Each would kick in fifty bucks, and the winner of 
the contest would receive $150; the other fifty going to Lucky 
for the room and/or a supply of Duracell batteries for her 
vibrator. They agreed to be ready with a week's notice and to 
allow Dax to participate, as well as officiate the contest if 
Lucky decided to agree.

The day came. Dax signed on to the system one evening and was 
intercepted with a message to join Lucky on a chat mode. She had 
agreed to this craziness. She selected the Ramada Inn North at 
9:00 P.M. on the following Monday evening. Dax was elated and his 
cock rose to the occasion. He could imagine the thrill that Lucky 
would find in the contest and couldn't wait to see Lucky's tits 
adored by the contestants. She shared her reservations, and Dax 
assured her that it would be a memory to cherish.

Preparations were in order. Dax contacted the other men and 
notified them that Breast Monday was upon them. They would meet 
in the lounge at the Ramada Inn at 8 P.M. They were instructed to 
say nothing to anyone of their mission. Each of the men, in turn, 
began their own preparations, each excited to see what the 
evening would bring and who would win the crown as well as the 
money.

It was a February evening, chilly but not too cold. Dax felt 
himself shivering far beyond the winter's weather. It was 
anticipation. He entered the lounge at about 7:45 and found that 
he was the first to arrive. Joe was the next. He was 37 years 
old, about 5"9", well dressed as always, sporting a well trimmed 
mustache and beard, and his usual grin. Dax wanted to know what 
technique or approach Joe would take. Joe told him that he was 
not giving away his trade secrets, and Dax would have to wait and 
see. Gus was the next to arrive. Gus was 35 years old, black hair 
with the cutest dimples you've ever seen. Almost childlike in 
appearance and loved to laugh. Gus thought that he was the 
comedian of the group but every bit as horney as the others. He 
carried what appeared to be a doctor's bag. Gus began ordering 
drinks for the others as they waited for Skinny. Skinny's real 
name was John, and he was late for everything. Each of the men at 
the table in turn put down one another indicating that the others 
had no chance of winning. It was a light hearted mood with an 
underlying anxiousness boiling inside each of them.

It was Tit Monday. They knew their mission and would not fail. It 
was their task to bring Lucky to heights she had only imagined 
until now. They were ready but kept their respective approaches 
guarded from one another. In walked Skinny, walking and talking 
like one of the Picasso Brothers on Saturday Night Live. Dax was 
convinced there was not a straight man to be found. Skinny walked 
to within about ten feet of the table and directed the group to 
order him a rum and coke. As this point, he raised a cigarette in 
his hand, showed it to the group with much bravado and made the 
cigarette disappear before their eyes. "I'm going to use magic 
jerk offs. You haven't got a prayer!" He continued his travel to 
the table and plopped down in a waiting chair. They continued to 
talk and kid each other about their sexual prowess, awaiting the 
signal from Lucky that she was ready.

Dax's beeper went off and there was silence. He removed it from 
his belt and pressed the button to read the display. "153" 
appeared in response to his riveted eyes. To a man, they downed 
their drinks and rose in unison. Dax instructed them to follow in 
line and not to make a bunch of noise in their sojourn to the 
room. They were comical looking. Each of them with a serious look 
on their faces, they walked single file down the hall. At one 
point they all seemed to look at one another and began to 
chuckle. They turned two corners and continued their path. Soon 
they arrived in front of room number 153. Dax took the initiative 
to knock at the door. A trembling voice from within indicated 
that the door was open, and in they went.

Their eyes met a wonderful feast. Lying on the bed was Lucky. She 
was wearing the covers to the bed tucked neatly under her exposed 
breasts and a beautiful feathered mask. Her light brown hair with 
blond accents graced the pillow like a cloud. Already, her 
nipples were erect and crying for contact. As she squirmed 
slightly, her breasts moved as if with a life of their own from 
side to side. Her own anticipation caused her chest to heave with 
each breath. This was indeed exciting. A lovely woman with bare 
breasts lying in front of these horney men. Each of them could 
feel the blood rushing to their loins.

Dax directed each of them to take a seat away from the bed as he 
locked and bolted the door. Lucky looked at Dax and acknowledged 
him as the leader of this insanity. He smiled and told her that 
she was in for one of the greatest tit times in her life. She 
intentionally wiggled her mounds and heard a wonderful response 
from those in attendance in their sighs. As she looked at their 
faces, she was happy to see that each of them appreciated her 
lovely knockers. Dax looked like a director, clip board in hand. 
He began to read the rules.

First, Lucky would have to have her eyes blindfolded so she could 
not see who was attending to her. In this fashion she would be 
grading their efforts by feel as opposed to sight. Second, there 
would be absolutely no discomfort. Lucky would be able to stop 
any effort, at any time that she felt uncomfortable. She would 
control what was done and how long it lasted. Third, a time limit 
of twenty minutes for each of the contestants was imposed. Dax 
would keep the time. Fourth, neither the mask nor the covers 
would be removed unless Lucky decided to remove them herself. 
Everyone was in accord as Dax announced, "let the games begin."

After Lucky placed her blind fold over the eyes of her mask, Dax 
directed contestant "A" to take the place of honor as the first 
to apply his efforts. This was Joe. Joe moved over to the bed and 
slowly approached Lucky's left breast. His head lowered to the 
waiting mound and began breathing softly around the circumference 
of her breast. Goose bumps began to appear as the others watched 
with interest. His face made circular motions as he continued to 
breath and periodically his tongue would lightly touch her flesh. 
She began to move uncontrollably. He then began to move from the 
outer portion of her ample breast to the center in radial 
movements as her head rocked slowly from side to side. He used 
his beard skillfully to massage her straining tits. Joe continued 
these soft efforts on both mounds for about fifteen minutes and 
finally concentrated his attention on her rock-hard nipples. 
Lucky's breathing had deepened and her breasts moved with 
increased fervor. Time was up. Joe moved away from the bed and 
let his eyes roll as he looked at the other contestants.

"You're up contestant 'B'", Dax said. Gus moved over to the field 
of play. He straddled Lucky and immediately, both of his hands 
scooped up Lucky's big tits and squeezed them together. The 
nipples pointed toward the sky and became extended. He let them 
gently fall and reached for his small leather bag. Gus withdrew a 
tube of lubricant and began to apply its slickness to Lucky's 
breasts. A gasp exited her lips as the coolness of the lubricant 
touched her breasts. He moved his hands around her meat getting 
them as slippery as possible. Then he removed a pink vibrator 
from his bag and turned it on low speed. He began moving the tip 
of this instrument around her breast flesh as they began to 
visibly vibrated themselves. He continued to apply more lubricant 
and brought the vibrator to focus on the glistening nipples. 
Lucky's moans returned as she reached down under the covers to 
touch her moistened patch of hair. She was amazed herself how wet 
her pussey had become. Her excitement was augmented by the fact 
that there were a group of men watching every move of her 
breasts. The time was up too soon. Gus requested additional time 
to remove the lubricant and this was permitted. He returned in 
only seconds with a warm wash cloth and towel to complete the 
task. This in itself was ultra exciting.

"Contestant C, get on your mark," was the next command from Dax. 
Skinny, with a great big grin, took his place next to the bed. He 
approached Lucky and dropped his pants. "Fowl," someone hollered. 
Dax indicated that there was nothing in the rules that indicated 
that the contestants had to keep their clothes on. Skinny grinned 
and continued his movements. The others watched in awe as Skinny 
began to stroke his growing penis. At this point it was not very 
hard but rather heavy. He stooped beside Lucky and began to slap 
his cock on her nearest breast. He continued to tap his tool like 
a hammer on her breast. Lucky was squirming at the thought of a 
strange penis touching her breasts. As Skinny continued his 
efforts, he straddled Lucky, laid his cock between her breasts 
and lifted them to engulf his member. Skinny was tit fucking 
Lucky's lovely breasts. Lucky felt his heavy hair covered balls 
moving across her chest. Periodically, he would relax his hold on 
her tits, grab his now stiff cock and pull on it. Soon, a rich, 
thick fluid appeared at the tip of his manhood. He lifted one 
breast and directed his fluid on a puffy nipple. This slick 
feeling of penis on her nipple drove Lucky wild. She put her hand 
inside of her slippery love tunnel and moved her fingers about 
her insides. She was just about to have a climax when she heard 
the time out call. Skinny was instructed to wash Lucky's now 
reddening breasts and return to await the conclusion. Again she 
felt the soothing soap and warm water on her breasts.

Dax announced that contestant "D" should now approach the mark. 
It was now Dax's turn. He filled a glass with ice from the ice 
bucket and set it next to the bed. He gently sat on the side of 
the bed and his head lowered toward Lucky's breasts. His hands 
cupped each tenderly and raised them to peaks. His hot breath 
escaped slowly as it poured over her raised nipples. He gently 
massaged the mounds of flesh and continued to breath on the 
nipples. As his hot breath poured over her peaks, her nipples 
began to relax and flatten. 

He continued his gentle massage with one hand as he reached for 
the glass of ice with his other. Dax placed several small ice 
cubes in his mouth and once again lowered his head to Lucky's 
breasts. He opened his lips once they were pressed against the 
warm flesh to bring the ice in contact with her warm skin. He 
refrained from the nipple area for the time being to let Lucky 
understand what was occurring. Soon his mouth struck the left 
nipple in a speedy fashion. Lucky released a groan and pressed 
her tits upward. Dax sucked as much of Lucky's breast into his 
mouth as would fit. Lucky felt her nipple surrounded by ice. 

Now and then she would feel his much hotter tongue press against 
her nipple. Dax moved from one breast to the other as he saw 
Lucky's hand dip down under the covers to touch herself in her 
aching hole. Her nipples were very hard at this point, and she 
was stroking her swollen clit. Without warning, Dax whipped out a 
tooth brush and began to invigorate Lucky's pointed nipples. 
Lucky got an immense smile on her face as she felt this familiar 
pleasure. She inserted two fingers in her dripping honey pot and 
began a slow in and out motion with one hand as the other sought 
Dax's cock. She began a roaring climax that seemed like it would 
last forever. Lucky squeezed Dax's now thick cock as she 
continued to feel tremors shoot through her body. She didn't want 
it to ever end. Finally her pleasure came to its inevitable 
conclusion and she lay there spent and gasping for breath. She 
released her grip on Dax's hammer, and Dax returned the tooth 
brush to his hip pocket.

As he backed off, he smiled, thinking to himself that he had been 
successful in showing Lucky a new experience with four men. He 
then asked Lucky if she needed anything. She indicated that she 
was fine and prepared to select the winner. Each of the men in 
the room were anxious to see if they had been selected. Much to 
the surprise of all of the men, Lucky announced that she had 
chosen them all. Gus and Joe began arguing about not winning the 
money in a kidding fashion. Hearing this, Lucky whipped off the 
blankets, stood on the bed and announced that she was ready for 
action and wanted to offer her own reward to each of them. "Are 
there any men in the room?" was her only question.

Each of the men began removing their clothes as they watched 
Lucky's breasts sway from side to side. The four men descended on 
Lucky from all directions. She returned to her former position as 
she felt eight hands and four mouths on her body, probing, 
pushing, tasting and manipulating her flesh and hollows. But now 
that's a another story.



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