What made the outfit so sexy was that it left my boobs nearly bare. And for me, that was a lot of boob. You see, I am a short Hispanic girl with a big chest. My name is Linda and I have a set of tits that make men gawk. When I go to the store I have to be real careful about buying a bra. I usually have to select the double-D cup size, but sometimes even that isn't big enough. Other girls think my boobs look disgustingly big, but the guys seem to really enjoy them.

As for myself, I really enjoyed them too. I like my big boobs, and I'm thankful that I am well built. I like to make the guys horny.

Like I started saying before, the outfit was very unusual. The only thing covering my big boobs were these two pieces of hard plastic made to look like metal. One covered each boob - or at least they attempted to cover. They were shaped like leaves from a tree and about the size of a closed hand. Each curved around in a half-moon shape to gently squeeze into each boob. They didn't squeeze hard enough to hurt, but it was enough for me to clearly feel it. It was also enough to make my big boobs sort-of squeeze out from the sides and look even bigger.

The most unusual part about the leaves was that they pushed in from the side. What I mean is, they started in the bottom two corners of each boob and extended up towards the nape of my neck. This was a unique, but rather ingenious concept. The natural position of a big set of tits like mine was to sag down and push out. The leaves countered this effect, which meant they provided the maximum support in the smallest possible area. Therefore, the cups could be kept small. Despite their tiny size, they offered enough area to fully support my large chest. They turned each boob into a nearly perfect round sphere.

Another unique aspect of the cups was that they weren't connected in front - not even a string or anything connected the two cups together. They just pushed up from the bottom corners of each boob and extended towards the center of my chest. However, they never quite made it all the way up. Instead, they stopped when they were still several inches apart. This left the center of my chest completely bare. They left my cleavage totally open, making me look even sexier.

The end result was sort-of like if someone stood behind me and placed the palms of their hands on the outside corner of each tit. Picture a guy reaching around, under my arms, and placing a hand on each boob with his fingers closed tight together. Then, picture him pushing my boobs up, supporting them, and pushing in towards the center of my chest to make cleavage. That was the way my boobs looked.

The plastic-metal leaves did the same thing, pushing up and in on the side of my tits, giving them enough support to make them look firm. At the same time, they pushed into my boob just enough to squeeze additional tit out of the side, making them look even bigger. The outfit did a marvelous job at making my boobs look even bigger than they already were, not that they needed any help.

I felt nearly topless, and I suppose I almost was. The outfit only covered, I think, maybe a third or perhaps one-quarter of my boobs. Looking down upon myself, my tits looked nearly bare. About the only thing that was covered were my big nipples.

The bottom of the outfit, that is, the panty, was nearly just as sexy. It was again made out of a plastic that looked like metal, just like the top. It also covered everything of importance, but just barely. It was just about the smallest panty I had ever worn, made up of no more than an upside-down triangle.

The panty also had an unusual construction, not too much different than the top. This, I think, made it look sexiest of all. For you see, the panty had no straps. It did not have any straps to go around my waist. The only thing that supported it was its own stiffness.

It traveled up the crack of my ass in the rear and then came up between my legs, and that was all. There was nothing to support it in the front. It felt wildly erotic to be wearing the thing, like it was just barely holding on and if I moved too much I might expose my pussy.

It felt embarrassing to be wearing the thing. It was by far the most revealing outfit I had ever worn. I had always liked to wear bikinis and then watch men's eyes drop out of their sockets when I walked by, but this was ten times worse. It was difficult to buy a bikini for a set of tits like mine. They usually had quite a bit of fabric, maybe leaving only one-eighth or maybe a quarter of my boobs exposed. And usually, that was enough. All I usually had to do was to expose a few inches of cleavage, and it would make the men go crazy. They would go crazy for what was underneath.

But this was different. The outfit was just about as revealing as possible. It exposed my full cleavage. And it not only bared cleavage in the center, but it even left cleavage at the bottom of my boob exposed. Since the cups reached in from the side, the bottom of my boobs lay exposed. Someone could easily see the bottom of my tits, where they swelled out from my chest.

Despite the incredibly small outfit and the large amount of tit it left exposed, I did not feel embarrassed. Even though I was nearly naked, I kept thinking to myself that at least I wore something. I at least was in a less exposed situation than the two men groveling at my feet.

Both of the men were bare-ass naked. Well, they were bare except for the metal collars around their necks. But other than that, they were completely nude. And better yet, they were big, and I don't mean they were just big in height and with muscle, although they were that too.

Both were weightlifters. They stood about 6 feet tall and looked to weigh in at about 220 pounds. They also had lots of muscle. That made them look big, but what I really mean was that they were big in size. I mean they were big, thick, and very long. They were both very well equipped. Equipped, that is, with big cocks.

I knew they were big because I was looking at them. I was able to look down at both of them. They were very impressive. They were very well hung, although they weren't hung any more. As a result of my unusually sexy outfit, they both wore firm erections. I glanced my eyes back and forth to look at one and then the other.

As the two muscular men kneeled on their knees at my feet, their organs pointed upward at attention. The thick mushroom tip of each of their cocks pointed up at my face. I was able to look directly into the hole in the tip of each shaft, and all I could think about was the delicious juices that they were soon going to squirt out. All I could think about was how erotic it would be to feel something so thick and long penetrate my cunt.

I was going to have both of them fuck me. My plan was to take turns. First one and then the other, I was going to have them take turns fucking me. I was going to order each one to penetrate me with his big member and fuck me silly. Then, right before he was about to get off, I would have him stop. I would move over to the next. Back and forth I would go, first to one man and then the other. I was going to make them take turns fucking me. I was planning to have multiple orgasms tonight.

I looked at them some more and realized how much I liked them hard. They were hard because that's the way I wanted them. Ten minutes ago I ordered them.

"Very nice," I had said as soon as they turned the corner and saw me. "You both look like you are very well hung, but I want to see you stand at attention."

I didn't even have to say it. All I had to do was make the hint, and they understood. The two men started to inflate. They didn't need to play with themselves or jerk themselves off in any way. They just stood there naked in the garden, with there hands down at their sides, and calmly began to inflate.

Of course, I know my sexy little outfit helped things along quite a bit. My boobs often got men hard, even when I wore a normal set of clothing. Now, with three-quarters of my ample melons exposed to their gaze, they didn't need any help at all. I watched the two of them slowly rise before me. They became harder and harder, and at the same time kept getting longer and longer. These were certainly two very talented young men. I couldn't wait to have my way with them.

I know I should have brought them up to my room right away, but their sizes made it too hard to wait. I had to first give them a feel.

I took them both at the same time. While still out in the garden, under the noonday sun, I walked forward, bent down, and simply took them. I reached and took an organ in each hand. I grabbed them by their male handles and pulled. "Stand up and come closer," I told them, and they neatly followed the pull of my hand.

They each stood up and took a step forward to give me easier access to their pricks. I immediately took advantage of the opportunity and felt their organs all around. I examined their long poles first, checking both length and width. Next, I moved down to their nut sacs.

"Let me check the quantity of sperm waiting for me," I told them as I held their four balls in my hand, all at the same time. I noticed even their balls were big. I like men with big nuts. Lastly, I gave them both a few pumps, but I did not pump them for long. Believe me, I was tempted to pump them longer, but I wanted them to fuck me even more. So I only gave each about a dozen strokes before I stopped.

Now, they were not only hard, but they stood wet too.

They had just started to cream. I could see the juice leaking out of the holes of their pricks, and I loved it. There was nothing more arousing than a leaking member; especially a big one. It made me want to see a lot more. More specifically, it made me want to see their sperm shoot out, but that wouldn't come until later.

I never allowed my men to finish off inside me because it was so much more fun to watch them do it. These would be no different. After I was sufficiently satisfied myself, I would take them with my hand. I would pull them out and jerk off their cocks with my hand. I would force them to eject while only inches in front of my eyes. I would watch them squirt.

"Stand up straight," I told them. I couldn't wait any longer. It was time to walk them up to the house.

I could have used their chains. It would have been simple to take their chains and lead them to where I wanted to go. It would be no different than pulling a dog along by a chain and collar around its neck. But I wanted to exercise more control over these men. So, instead of leading them with the chains, I led them by their male handles.

I turned around and had them each stand on one side of me. Then, with all three of us facing the same direction, I grabbed their organs and began pulling them along. I used their members as though they were handles, placed there for my convenience. Their large size and considerable hardness served to intensify my arousal even more. Both were much bigger than my hand.

With my fingers wrapped around, I could not contain them all. It made me wonder about my pussy having the same problem. I wondered if they were too much for my cunt to contain, and if they might bottom out inside me.

I continued walking. I walked them through the garden, leading them up to the house by their erect cocks. I tried not to appear too excited. I wanted to make them think there was nothing unusual about me pulling two cocks down the sidewalk and up to the house where I would rape them.

Their cocks served as convenient handles, made especially convenient by their hardness. Neither one was circumcised, of course, because I always wanted my men as long as possible. I've always felt it unnatural to have something missing. As a result, both men had big, mushroom cock-tips.

At the moment, they were inflated to their maximum extent, making it easier for me to pull them along. The edge of their mushroom cock-tips were like the handle on a little red wagon. They were so hard, they provided leverage. Their inflated mushrooms prevented their now wet and slimy organs from accidentally slipping out of my grasp.

The house was a long way off, and I made sure I took the long way around. I crisscrossed to one side of the garden and then slowly made my way back to the other. There was no reason to hurry. With the two hardened members in my hands, I wanted to take as long as possible.

Part way up to the house I realized I didn't even know their names. It made me laugh. 'What did it matter if I knew their names or not?' I thought to myself. Names didn't matter, only their cocks.

As I walked with the two erect shafts in my hand, I thought about how I should take them. I would shackle them, of course, like I did to all my men.

I lived on a large estate out in the country. The house was really more like a mansion. The garden was actually about twenty acres of trees, flowers, and various bushes. I had hired help to take care of it all. They were mostly Chinese laborers who immigrated to the states and were thankful to receive a well paying job. Many were illegal aliens, which made it easier to buy their silence. If they told anyone of the sexual escapades that went on around the house, I would simply turn them to the INS and that would be all.

Luckily, I never had to turn anyone in. I think it was mainly because all the hired help were female. Though they all thought it unusual that the master of the house owned a harem of sex slaves, it did not seem to bother them. In fact, they seemed to enjoy the concept.

I approached one of them now. She was working in a small flowerbed at the side of the walk. To my pleasant surprise, she looked young and inexperienced. She also looked rather cute. I decided to use her to humiliate the sex slaves in my hands.

"Hello, how are you doing?" I asked as I past.

She looked up with a start, and then fell into the dirt with shock. I didn't know if her reaction was due to my skimpy outfit or the two hardened members I held in my hand. She obviously had not heard us approach.

"Good morning Lady Linda," She weakly spoke in accented English.

I had to stop. "The flowers are very nice," I complimented her as I turned the two men to face her. "You must be new here. I don't think we've met."

"I'm Jenny," She answered softly. "I'm Lisa's cousin, but I'm only staying for a short while. I offered to help her to pay for my room and board."

The girl sounded worried, as though she had just been caught doing something illegal.

"That's fine," I stopped her. I had flexible hiring rules. So long as the work got done, and it was done by female labor, I didn't care who did it. "Did Lisa also tell you of the many unique aspects of working here?"

I glanced down at the organ in my right hand and then at the one in the left.

I noticed Jenny look at them too, and then she nodded. "You don't have to worry about me," She reassured me. "I won't say anything!"

I looked at her closer and noticed she was very cute and looked quite young. That was one thing I liked about Asian girls. They were all so pretty and looked so young. This one looked like she was about sixteen years of age, although she was probably closer to eighteen or maybe twenty.

"Well, there is no time like the present to give you an introduction." I said. "I'm going up to the house to derive pleasure. I'm going up with these two male sex slaves. What do you think of them?"

I let go so she could have a better look, and then pushed them forward so she could look even closer. The men hesitantly took a step as I prodded them forward with a slight slap on their bare asses. Their own hands, as was proper, remained clasped behind them. They presented their hardened and now very wet boners for the young girl's admiration.

Jenny was not shy. To my pleasant surprise, she looked right at them. I could see her eyes dart from one and then go to the other. She was still on her knees as a result of falling in the dirt, so their members were only inches from her eyes.

She didn't say anything for a long time. She just looked at them. Finally, she spoke a single word. "Impressive," She said only, in perfect English, and then added. "Especially the tips." This took me by surprise. I had expected to embarrass the young girl, but she seemed to be enjoying it.

"Do you mean their mushrooms?" I had to ask. "It sounds like you are a girl who enjoys a big mushroom topped cock-tip." The girl looked up to me and smiled. "Yes," She said simply. "They are very impressive."

"They certainly are," I agreed. "They are rather thick and long, aren't they?

She nodded her head, this time without speaking. "Turn around and show her what you look like from the behind," I ordered to the two men. "Show her your asses." They obeyed quickly, seemly relieved to finally take their hardened members away from Jenny's ever-constant glare. While they turned, they moved their hands down to their sides to properly present themselves. Their chains fell down over their shoulders. These were well-trained sex slaves.

I walked around to join the girl. I realized I hadn't yet taken a good look at their rears. I wanted to take a look for myself, and wasn't disappointed.

"Look at those cheeks," I spoke as I admired them. "Nice firm butts. Beautiful white ass-cheeks. Doesn't it just make you want to see the two of them fuck each other? Wouldn't it be exciting to watch these two men fuck each other up the ass?" I was speaking my thoughts out loud. I didn't realize what I said until after I said it. It didn't seem proper to talk about such things in front of such a young girl, but then I figured I might as well go on.

"Tell me," I asked. "What is your recommendation? After while, after I derive my own pleasure from them, do you think I should make them fuck each other up the ass?" The young girl looked up to me, and then to my pleasant surprise she agreed. "Why not?" She said simply. "You might as well."

And she was right. I might as well. Perhaps this young girl wasn't as innocent as I first thought.

"Turn around and let us look at your front some more," I ordered the two male slaves to again present their cocks for our viewing enjoyment.

The young girl seemed to like them better this way. "It looks as though you are into cocks," I told her. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you seem to enjoy their cocks a lot more than their asses?"

She again stared right at their organs. "I sure do," She answered. "Especially these!"

"I'm going up to the house to have them fuck me," I told her. "I'm going to take turns on them, first one and then the other, I'm going to let them fuck me into multiple orgasms."

The young girl looked up to me in shock for a moment, but then immediately returned her gaze to the two hardened members.

"Tell me," I decided to ask. "Do you have any extra rope you might not be using? I feel like bondage tonight. I think I will tie these two up before I allow them to fuck me."

The poor young girl fell to the ground again. "Actually, yes," She spoke hesitantly. "I have some in the wheelbarrow over there." She pointed.

"Then do me a favor and go get it for me," I instructed. "I need enough to tie up both their wrists and ankles. It's important to completely immobilize a man before you force him to have sex with you."

She nodded and then quickly backed up to the wheelbarrow. I noticed she walked backwards and kept her eyes on the two men the entire time. In the process, she stepped over several of the flowers she had just planted. But she didn't seem to mind. Neither did I.

"I'll take the rope," I took the large spool of string from her when she returned. "Why don't you lend me a hand and bring the two slaves? The flowers can wait until later."

I began walking and left Jenny standing in the dirt. She remained frozen and stood with her mouth open, as though she wasn't sure what to do or if she heard me right.

The two men were also frozen with their mouths open, right after they jumped with shock.

The men I could handle. It was Jenny I needed to prod along.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" I asked from a few feet up the sidewalk. "Go ahead and bring them. Lead them by their handles, just like you saw me do!"

She looked at me wide eyed and in shock. So did the two men.

Jenny got over her shock first. A wide smile replaced her open mouth. She understood what I wanted. And by the expression on her face, she seemed pleased by it.

The men were nearly shaking with embarrassment and humiliation as she slowly walked over to them. I could tell they wanted to run away, but they obediently followed my direction like two well-behaved young sex slaves.

Like I had done only ten minutes before, Jenny stood between them and faced forward. They all faced right at me.

Then, she took her left hand and reached for the man on that side. She reached for his waist and gently put her fingers around his fully erect prick.

"Oh God!" Jenny cried out at the same time. "I don't believe I'm doing this!"

After she was done with the organ on her left, she turned her head and looked down at the one on her right. As she watched herself, she touched the second male shaft and wrapped her fingers around.

"Oh God!" She spoke again.

I looked to her and smiled. "Now make sure you hold them tight," I encouraged her. "They've been pre-cumming quite a bit and are both very slippery. If you have to, squeeze down to make sure they don't get away."

"Don't worry!" Jenny gave me a great big smile. "They're not going anywhere!"

And I believed her. I could clearly see that she was holding them firm. From the reaction on the men's faces, it looked as though she was squeezing down quite tightly. And from the reaction of their organs, it looked like she was squeezing down with nearly all her strength. She was inflating their bulbous heads and their pre-cum was almost pouring out.

"Come along," I said, and with that, she followed. Jenny pulled the two men along by their male handles. At the same time she kept voicing her amazement. "Oh God! Oh God, I don't believe I'm doing this," She said several times. "I knew this place was different, but this is incredible!"

We again took the long way up to the house. We passed two more female gardeners on the way up. I noticed Jenny smile at them as she passed, as though she was showing off the pleasant duty in her hands. Little did she know what else I had planned for her tonight. As soon as we got to the house, I planned to let her tie up the men herself. It would be fun to watch her secure their hands and feet.

Later in the night and after I received about two hours worth of pleasure myself, I would invite her back in. I would ask her to handle the male sex slaves again and pull them back outside, near to the place where I first met her. She would tie them up a second time, except this time to a tree, and in the night air I would give her a lesson in cock teasing. Back and forth we would take turns with one man and then the other.

We would repeatedly bring one to the brink and then switch to the other. It was amazing how much fun you could have with two helpless men at once. Before the sun rose, the men would be screaming her name and begging her to finish them off.

"Jenny! Jenny!" I could already imagine each man crying out. "Oh my cock Jenny! Please Jenny, finish off my cock! I can't stand it any more. Please Jenny, make me eject!" I love the sound of horny men crying out to be milked, and I'm sure Jenny was going to love it too.

Of course, in the end, I would let her have them fuck her too, provided she wanted to. I had a strong suspicion she would. By the way she handled their boners, I strongly suspected each of the thick and very long cocks she now had in her hand was going to be up her tight little cunt- hole.

I turned my head around to check how she was doing, and Jenny was doing just fine. I noticed she was now being a little rougher with them. Instead of merely pulling, she was giving the two cocks gentle yanks. She would slow down a little and then quickly walk faster again. At the same time, she would give their cocks a yank to make sure they kept up with her. Jenny was learning fast.

I couldn't help but smile at her. Little did these men know, it wasn't going to be me who would make them ejaculate tonight. It was going to be the young virgin with her hand around their cocks.

The End