(Bouncy) (Bouncy)

A Short Story

“So,” Amber stuck her chest out… well maybe she didn’t, maybe it was just ‘naturally’ like that. “How come we never talk, or like hang out or anything.”

The answer was obvious to you, but Amber, being as blonde and ditzy as her name and her big tits would stereotypically make anyone assume she was, obviously didn’t get it.

You try to tell her again that she’s nice, but you don’t really think you have anything in common, but before you can finish, she stops you before you tell her how you don’t like the way she blew up your friend Jake’s life… and again, you wonder if she’s sticking those massive tits out at you, or if that’s just always how she looks.

You tell that to yourself, but you know it is… you know how her tits look. Everyone that sees her out of the corner of their eye knows how those tits look, and you really don’t know why or how Cecily has stayed friends with her, despite Amber stealing her boyfriend. You knew Cecily, and she was wonderful, but she seemed to have a weird blind spot for the busty bimbo that was, for some reason you couldn’t figure you, desperately trying to get you alone.

If you didn’t think something was weird, or up, it would have been flattering, even if ditzy girl wasn’t your time. Still, you’d always been sweet on Cecily, and you did feel protective of her, and now Amber had managed to get the two of you alone at your place.

“So what you’re saying is, you like me too,” you didn’t say that but when you look into her soft, vacant blue eyes you stop yourself from being a dick and don’t interrupt her. “You just…”

She stood up on her toes a little then dropped down, causing those heavy globes of hers to bounce, “Don’t think we have anything in common, but I know that we do, silly.”

She was wearing black calf length leggings and a tight pink tank top with her hair up in a high ponytail, and pink sneakers, and you did wonder how you noticed anything about her past her tits. You weren’t the biggest tit guy in the world, and hers weren’t the biggest tits in the world, but they were so big you couldn’t help but notice them and appreciate them.

As you stood there watching them bounce you heard her laugh a little bit, “We both love my bouncy boobies.”

There was a change in her voice but you couldn’t really describe it.She already had a soft sweet voice, kind of a constantly sexy sweet charm to her words, but as she shifted on her feet again, making her tits bounce a little more. “How could you not love them? They’re just so bouncy?”

It wasn’t baby talk, but it wasn’t not baby talk and you stood there in that disconcerting situation as she hefted them up with her hands and dropped them, “Just look at them, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy.”

So she was clearly trying to seduce you, maybe? Or just flirt with you in some weird way? You tried to say something, but she cut you off, her sticky sweet voice clinging to your ears as she just kept making her tits bounce.

“They’re so much fun to stare at, so much fun to watch when I make them go up and down, riiiiight? Up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy. So relaxing, so entrancing. Up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy. Just keep watching.”

Entrancing?

She was right though, you did find them fascinating. Just the way they moved, the way their size and shape moved, the sight of her heavy breasts bouncing was tantalizing… and strangely soothing.

“See,” she started jiggling them with her hands up and down and up and down, letting them drop then lifting them back up, all over her shirt. “You like my bouncy boobs and I like my bouncy boobs, so we have that in common. I know you don’t want to admit it, but you’ve always liked my big bouncy boobs, and I’ve seen the way they distract you and kind of make you stare at them, but now you can just relax and watch them, cause they’re so relaxing when you just focus on them. Up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy. So relaxing, so entrancing. Up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy, distracting you from whatever you’re thinking, right?”

You stand there for a second, caught up in how she was repeating herself, and how everything she said sounded like a question you were supposed to answer, and you wonder again what’s happening and even laugh a little at how ditzy Amber with her big boobs was so shallow she couldn’t think of something new to say. And you were going to say something but as she kept fondling herself in front of you, you got distracted by some point you were about to make.

“I know how you feel, just keep watching, I do this all the time. I just stand there in front of the mirror, watching them bounce up and down and up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy, I kind of lose track of time because they’re so entrancing and so compelling, Up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy, bouncy bouncy, so relaxing, bouncy bouncy, so distracting, bouncy bouncy, and you were just thinking about how much you really do like them, even though you’d never tell me, but that’s okay cause they’re still so bouncy bouncy, up and down, so relaxing, bouncy bouncy, so distracting, bouncy bouncy, and you can just keep staring like you can’t look away, okay? It’s because they’re just soft and sexy, bouncy bouncy, and so relaxing and soothing, bouncy bouncy.”

Things were getting so confusing and the more she kept repeating herself, the… you didn’t know… hornier she was starting to sound maybe? And it was weird to start there staring at her tits as she fondled them in front of you over her top, just repeating herself as you kind of got caught up on a loop of watching her bouncy bouncy boobs, but you were still trying to remember what you were going to tell her.

You kind of manage to tell her she’s repeating herself, and she just smiles, you think, because you’re still staring at her boobs and not really looking at her dull, dreamy blue eyes.

“I know, and ever time I repeat myself, it just makes what I’m saying sound more true, and feel more right, right? Like when you see them go up and down, bouncy bouncy, soft and sexy, bouncy bouncy, they get so much more relaxing, bouncy bouncy, and so much more distracting, bouncy bouncy, and they get even sexier and entrancing, don’t they, bouncy bouncing all of your thoughts and worries out of your head now.”

You were going to say something else to her, right? You ask yourself that, and you try so hard to hold on to something that was important and in front of your mind, and you think maybe you’ll be able to remember what it is, but she interrupts you before you can respond to your own inner question.

“See, you like my bouncy bouncy boobies so much you really can’t stop staring at them, and that’s really okay, like I said, I stand in the mirror and I watch them going up and down and up and down, bouncy bouncy, so relaxing, so entrancing, up and down and down and down, and everything melts away as you my mind goes nice and quiet watching my boobies go up and dooooown, and up up up, and down down doooooown, they’re just so soft and just so soothing, bouncy bouncy, putting my mind to sleep, bouncy bouncy, so entrancing, and I stare at them, bouncy bouncy, and I tell myself, Amber’s boobs can hypnotize me, Amber’s boobs can hypnotize anybody. Bouncy bouncy, Amber’s boobs are hypnotic and entrancing. Amber’s boobs hypnotize me. Bouncy bouncy, I am hypnotized by Amber’s boobs, say I am hypnotized by Amber’s boobs.”

You repeat her words back to you and then you realize what you’ve done, but even as a wave of embarrassment, confusion, and then concern washes over you, she takes off her top so quickly, and it causes her naked tits to bounce and drop so profoundly that even though you managed to look away from the for a second, your eyes got pulled right back to them.

“They look even better naked, they’re so much more entrancing when you can see my nipples. I just stare at my nipples as my bouncy bouncy boobs go up and down, and all the way up up up and right back down…”

She lifted their incredible girth, they really were just big, beautiful, breasts, as she said up up up, and even up on her tippy toes before dropping them, “...down, down, down… all the way down.”

You feel a gentle kind of sleepy and disorienting feeling wash over your brain and you realize she is hypnotizing you with her tits, and as the thought crosses your mind she makes them wiggle, jiggle, and bounce even more by going up and down on her toes again.You’re having an impossible time finding the words to argue with her and keeping your train of thoughts as her bouncy bouncy breasts rob your words and hold your eyes captive.

“I just stare at my nipples and focus on my nipples, only my nipples and my bouncy bouncy boobs make everything so soft and sexy, bouncy bouncy, sleepy and relaxing, bouncy bouncy, making all my words disappear, all of my words disappearing until I’m so relaxed and so entranced by my nipples, so hypnotized by my nipples that I look at them and all I can say is bouncy bouncy, bouncy bouncy, bouncy bouncy. Now, you look like you have a question, and you can ask me whatever you want because you can ask me anything.”

You try to tell her you’re confused and you don’t know what she’s talking about. You try and explain that you don’t know what she’s doing, or why she’s trying to hypnotize you, and that you don’t really know what’s happening.

But all you manage to say is “Bouncy bouncy.”

As the words escape your lips you try to make yourself say something else, to ask her to stop, or tell her she needs to leave, but the harder you try and resist it the more you just need to say “Bouncy bouncy” as you stay staring at her nipples as her naked breasts wiggle, jiggle, and bounce in front of you.

“That’s right, nothing to think now and nothing to say, just stare at my nipples, only my nipples as my heavy boobies come to a sleepy stop because it’s so hard being bouncy bouncy, isn’t it? And my sleepy, sexy boobies are getting you really hard now, aren't they? It;s just so hard and gets you so hard watching my bouncy bouncy boobies hypnotize you into sexy, sleepiness now, isn’t it?”

After every question she waited for you to answer, and with every long pause you tried to say something else or do something else, like look away from her nipples, but you just couldn’t do it and you couldn’t stop yourself from saying “bouncy bouncy” over and over again.

“Your cock’s so big and hard for me, and your mind’s so sleepy now, and you’re just completely hypnotized into obeying my bouncy bouncy boobies, aren’t you?”

Bouncy bouncy, you nod your head and your eyelids flutter.

“And that big hard cock loves my sexy hypno-boobies, doesn’t it?”

Bouncy bouncy.

“And that’s good, because I need that dick to really make my soft, sexy boobies bounce up and down, and up and deeper down into hypnotized sleep now.Sleepy time for you, sleepy time for my boobies. Take of your clothes and go lie down on your bed for me.”

A clear thought stroke you like lightning, Amber was going to fuck you.

Objectively this is what most dudes would want and you realize that, but… but you can’t get over the way she treats Cecily, the way she… she must have obviously hypnotized Cecily’s boyfriend. Maybe she’s even hypnotized Cecily too? How had Amber managed to get into your head like this? How had she managed to seemingly get into everyone’s head like this? You weren’t going to let her claim you as her prize or play whatever mind game…

You were naked on your bed, cock sticking up and already leaking a little when she walked into your room, naked, and slid on top of you.

“Oh, you feel good inside me. I like it when the toys I take feel this good. Now remember, just focus on my nipples, only my nipples and watch my bouncy bouncy boobies as they help me hypnotize your cock now with my tight wet pussy. Do you understand?”

When she slid down on you, you felt her contract on your cock and as she started to speak she started to slowly ride you. You tried to push her off you, even thought she felt amazing, and you tried to say something, anything about what was in your mind but just like the rest of your body would not obey you, your mouth would only say bouncy bouncy.

“Oh, say it again, say what you really want to say. Tell me how in love you are with smart, pretty Cecily. Tell me how you think I’m a mean dumb slut. Tell me how you don’t really want this.”

Her tone didn’t change but her pace did and she went from slowly fucking you to fucking herself hard on your cock. You feel the pleasure building up as you watch her bouncy bouncy breasts and you try to bouncy bouncy… bouncy bouncy… 

“That’s right, nothing else in your mind, no thoughts of your own, no more words of your own, just bouncy bouncy, everything is bouncy bouncy, and your cock’s going to get harder and harder and your balls are going to swell up more and more until you’re so pent up that it hurts, so pent up that you can’t stand it, but you won't be able to cum. You’ll try and beg and you’ll just keep saying bouncy bouncy and I’m just going to keep fucking you harder and harder, making you and your dick more and more hypnotized, and you won’t be able to cum until you tell me you love me. When you break on the inside and you feel my big bouncy boobies finally smother the very last of your free will and everything you used to think, or want, or think you wanted is all drained down into your balls, you’ll be able to say I love you Amber, and then you’ll cum yourself dry in my pussy and forget all about wanting anyone else.”

You’re watching her nipples, seeing her breasts bouncing harder, flopping around as she fucks down in you, and you feel it all sinking it. You want to ask why, you desperately want to ask why, but bouncy bouncy is bouncy bouncy and you try and bouncy bouncy until your just bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy…

She still talking to you but everything is bouncy bouncy.

“I love you Amber” gushes out of your mouth as your whole body convulses with an orgasm that spurts everything you are entirely up into her, and for a second you are free. You gasp and you think you can move your arms but Amber’s tits bounce again… but you manage to close your eyes.

She slides off your cock, but she’s still on top of you and you don’t want to try and move, not really, you don’t want to try and move her. You love her… but you know that’s not true… still, the idea of the feeling hands on your mind, sticking to your thoughts, clinging to your perception of her. You love her dull, dumb eyes, so blue and sop vapid. You love her sweet, sticky, sexy voice. You love the way you fuck her.

“Oh, poor baby, open your eyes now, bouncy bouncy.”

You struggle against the pull and you moan as you feel the touch of her voice on your mind, violating something inside you, pushing and prodding a part of you that’s too open and too vulnerable, something no one should ever be able to touch.

“Bouncy bouncy, baby, bouncy bouncy… you can’t resist it, you need to say it.”

You whimper and bite your lip and you try and escape her even as she stays on top of you on all fours, your cock softening, your while body drained and aching to give up, roll over, and sleep.

“Bouncy bouncy, eyelids up and mind goes down, bouncy bouncy.”

You stutter and you fumble and you try not to speak. You bite your lip to try and keep the words in, but just like your overpowering orgasm you can’t hold it back.

Your eyes open and you say the only word that's in your mind.

Bouncy.

Bouncy bouncy.

“Good boy, now say that you love me.”

You stare at her nipples and you see her massive breasts swaying gently back and forth over your face. You watch them, your eyelids starting to flutter and your breath slow and deep.

“I love you Amber.”

“Now tell me you hate me and you’ll never let me do this to you again.”

You know those are your real feelings. You know that’s what you want to say, and you open your mouth to finally speak the truth.

Bouncy bouncy are the only words that escape your lips, and even as you feel yourself break inside on a deeper level, you can already feel your cock getting hard again.