London Bra Falling Down

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Meeting a very buxom woman while on vacation.
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The way time has flown by, it feels like I just flew in to London. Hearing the pilot's voice in my early morning slumber, "we are now arriving at London's Heathrow Airport." This may sound strange, but it was something that I looked forward to on this trip to the United Kingdom. If I could I would have tape-recorded it as a fond memory. Truth be told, I actually slept through that announcement. I have never been able to sleep during any flight. And the flight over here sure put it to the test. My seat aboard the jumbo jet was in very middle of the plane, two seats in from the aisle on the right facing the nose. I had stayed awake most of the flight, but dozed off about an hour before landing. It was interesting during the late night flight, seeing fellow flyers' idiosyncrasies.

Not being a person who can sleep in, I got up just after sunrise and took a walk around the neighborhood. I believe this area is called West Brompton. It's kind of near Hyde Park, but also close to the Victoria Station. I love exploring new areas, especially in the early morning when all is quiet. While I never claimed to be an expert in architecture, I do love and appreciate the styles over here in London. My hometown of Chicago is renowned for it's own building structures, but again, I can certainly appreciate the buildings I walk past down these streets of London. Saw a few people along the way, waving hello.

I made it back to my B & B and found they had just started serving breakfast. Perfect timing! I had eggs, bangers, toast, orange juice and coffee. Talked with a very nice woman named Tracy. Who is visiting from Canada. Afterwards, I went back to my room on the fourth floor to change and head out for a day of exploring. It seemed the higher I walked up the stairs to my room, the more narrowed the spaces became. Nevertheless, I rather like my room and this building in which I was staying. I took a quick shower, got ready and set out for my day around London. Upon leaving I, again, walked past the room where I ate my eggs and bangers. Waved to Tracy. We exchanged genuine smiles and I was on my way.

I had purchased a pass, allowing me to easily take the double-decker buses around town. It was a full day; looking at the history of the London Bridge, Piccadilly Circus and at the last minute, took a tour out to Stonehenge during the afternoon. It was a good idea making that trip. Stonehenge was pretty amazing to see in person. Surreal. But the mounting tour buses in the parking lot took away the mystique. It was a long day though. I took a quick nap in my room and went out to grab a coffee afterwards. It was about four o'clock. Holding the door open for me as I went through the threshold was the very cute and nice woman I met this morning -- Tracy. One thing I had noticed then, was she had quite a curvy figure. One that I was very much attracted to. But I played it cool. Trying not to show my attraction too much. What a surprise seeing her there, right at the door. haha. We laughed and chatted a bit and I asked if she wanted to join me in getting a coffee. Tracy just got one, actually, so we made dinner plans instead.

We met up in the lobby at 6p and went to a nearby restaurant. I had fish n chips, as did Tracy. I could become addicted to the fish n chips and said as much. It was a fun evening, laughing, talking and sharing dinner with Tracy. I had a pint of a local lager and Tracy, some wine. The place was pretty lively with, of course, a lot of beer was flowing in the bar area. We finished up dinner and took a casual walk around the neighborhood. It was a nice, cool evening. After about a half hour, we made it back to the Bed and Breakfast. We were having such a good time. What happened next, kind of took me by surprise. But was incredibly happy it did. Tracy invited me to her room for a glass of wine and talk some more. I thought that sounded like a good idea and agreed to come up in 45 minutes. I wanted to go back to my room for a little bit. She then asked if I minded if she were dressed down, when I came up. After such a long today traveling around, she wanted to shower and put on some comfortable clothing. Certainly not. I fully agreed and asked if she minded if I changed into my lounge pants and a t shirt. Not at all. We were getting along so well. With a little flirtation added, no doubt. We exchanged a long hug and went our separate ways. Wow. What a hug. I have to admit. I love Tracy's fuller figure. She definitely takes care of herself, nevertheless.

I flipped on the tv in my room and noticed a special about John Gielgud on BBC. Very interesting show. Showered, then relaxed a bit. I changed into my patterned, cotton lounge pants and put on an old, but comfy polo shirt. Slipped my Birkenstocks on and noticed a bottle of wine I had purchased for myself earlier. I grabbed it on the way out.

Tracy answered the door and I walked in to her room that was located up the stairs from mine. Her room resembled mine in décor, but arranged differently. A small window looked down a few floors into the alley. I set my wine on a nearby table and noticed Tracy had on the John Gielgud special, too. Very cool. Tracy had obviously just showered and was in her extended robe. Hair still wet. We laughed at ourselves. But quickly relaxed again.

Before long, we were sipping wine, sharing photos on our digital cameras, of the excursions we've been taking. The B & B where we were staying supplied each room, apparently, with a few board games. The ever-popular Monopoly was taken down and set up. This was for visiting Americans, I guess. Easy to deduce, because it had all the American streets on it. The wine flowed, laughs occurred and my property acquiring in the game was not that great. I couldn't help but notice as time went by, Tracy's robe loose just a little. Not that I minded at all, just happened to notice. It is official. Tracy was a very buxom woman. Wow. I smiled broadly. Tracy asked me what I was smiling about. Oh, nothing, I thought. Hmm. I had to use the washroom. I stood up and a little excitedness by me was made evident through a protrudence from within my lounge pants. Difficult not to notice. I laughed a little as I made my way to the bathroom.

Back at my seat, we sipped newly filled glasses of red wine and continued the game of Monopoly, still partially watching the John Gielgud special on BBC. Tracy repositioned herself. In doing so, the knot on her robe's belt loosed more. Oh my god. Did I say that out loud? Yes. What? May I say, Tracy, with all due respect, they look absolutely wonderful. Thank you. A big smile. It was Tracy's turn for the washroom. She gave me a big kiss on her way there. I returned the kiss when she got back. We had a long day of our own individual sight-seeing. We didn't need any more provocation to volunteer commentary on sore legs and backs, from all the walking. You know, I have strong hands and do know how to ease muscle tensions. Smiles. Chuckles. Oh yeah? How's your back, shoulders? Sore. I moved behind Tracy and put my hands on the back of her shoulders and began with my strong fingers. Up to the back of her neck. Upper back. I really do enjoy doing this. Tracy was already in a state of relief, with a slight 'ahhh.' I couldn't help but look down her extended cleavage. Simply beautiful. You know, I would be more than happy to give you a very relaxing massage. Really? Definitely. Hmmm....I do like that idea. How intriguing. Let me see your hands. Laughter. Tracy examined them. Okay. I'll lay face down. Hope I don't fall asleep. We laughed. I went over to the sink and got us a couple of glass of water. I nearly dropped them when I turned out. Tracy had just taken off her bra, moving to lay facedown on the bed. Her breasts were massive. Oh my god. Am I the luckiest man alive? Wow, I said. I was near speechless at these events, but enjoying every moment. Wow, what? I think I'm in heaven, I replied. Me too.

Straddling her backside, I used a travel sized container, and squeezed out body lotion on to one of my hands and continued with Tracy's upper shoulders and neck. We were both in such a relaxed state. Though, I was tired, I very much enjoy giving massages. I worked down her back methodically, but flowing and feeling good. On to Tracy's legs and down to feet. All the way to her toes! What a wonderful night this was. I couldn't agree more.......wow, you're good at massages.

Would you like me to rub your shoulders? This was after about forty-five minutes or so, of course. Sure, I would love that. I got up to get a glass of water, as Tracy went to the bathroom. Good thing I was already laying down on the bed when she came out. Thank you so much for the massage, Craig. I've never felt better. I looked over and Tracy was standing about ten feet away from me, in the dimly lit room. Slowly rubbing her massive breasts. Oh my god. Do you like these, Craig? Without hesitation, an emphatic, yes. Her breasts were such a beautiful site. A work of art, really. So full with large areolas. Tracy proceeded forward, breasts moving as she walked. Climbed atop my back and did her own rubbing of my neck and back. It felt good, no doubt. I've never experienced such a sensual evening like tonight. I felt Tracy lean forward, brushing her breasts over my back. Mmm. Without word, Tracy repositioned herself off the bed and motioned me to roll over. Things were heating up. Wow. We gave each other a wanting look and smile. Tracy rubbed her breasts. What a turn on. She then leaned forward to grab hold of my semi-hard member. It was like a sausage, right now. She pumped and played with it. Sucked it for a little bit. Oh my god, we both exclaimed. I have to touch them. Definitely. I sat up, as Tracy stood right in front of me. Purposefully, I gently put my large hands over her very large breasts. I was, in fact, in heaven. Never in my life, have I experienced this. I rubbed, caressed, kissed, squeezed, and thoroughly loved those breasts. It was my turn to reposition Tracy, back on to the bed, but on her back. I slowly moved down to please her. She moaned greatly with such pleasure. As did I, because I love pleasing a woman in every way. I want her to feel totally relaxed and full of sensual and sexual pleasure. We continued with growing passion and desire for each other most of the night, into the morning. Drank more wine. Spilling some on one another. Licking it off. We humped wildly. Tracy straddled me. Her incredibly large breasts shook about. Our moans and groans were absorbed by the deep walls. What an amazing night. Unforgettable.

We woke up in tangled sheets, bodies intertwined. Warmth. Smiling.

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