Pain. Burning.
"Don't you do math all the time? Engineering is math."
Her chest was on fire, and not in the fun way. It was hard to get air in.
"Yeah, but it's all applied stuff. I'm really interested in pure math, the kind of stuff that gets into, like, proving fundamental theorems and axioms and things. The kind of math where you're not even using numbers anymore."
Her legs were screaming. She needed to sit down.
"That's all over my head. I've only had to go as high as basic calculus, and that's enough for me. I don't have the time or interest to learn differential equations and shit."
For some reason her abs hurt, even though she'd only been walking.
"Oh, differentials are a part of calculus, and they're not too hard. They're just-"
"Hey," said Mari raggedly, clutching at her side. "Hey! Rose, I know you're like, Miss Goes to the Gym Eight Times a Week, so I get why you're..." She had to stop to breathe for a moment, leaning on a tree on the side of the densely wooded path. She was so winded that just talking was difficult. "Why you're not tired, but Lilly, you're carrying around like, two-hundred pounds of titty! How are you not even breathing heavy!?"
They both looked at her, and Lilly shrugged. "I dunno. We walk this trail a lot, so I'm used to it, I guess? And they don't weight two-hundred pounds."
"A h- hundred then," Mari gasped. "At least." Lilly just looked askance at that. "Christ, you must have legs of steel. Actually, no, that would make sense."
"Do you need to take a break?" asked Rose.
"I need a place to sit. Is there a rock? Or a stump or something?" Mari looked around, but no luck. There was nothing but asphalt trail ahead and behind them, and dense woods to the sides.
"There's a rest spot up ahead. We can stop there. Also, how are you not freezing?"
"I don't know. I'm not a baby? It's not that cold." It was in the 50s. The Flower Couple was dressed appropriately: Rose was in a pair of baggy track pants and a hoodie, and Lilly was wearing jeans, a light jacket, and her beanie hat. Mari, on the other hand, was wearing sneakers, a pair of lycra short shorts, and a sports bra. And that was it. Her arms, legs, and midriff were completely bare, just the way that she liked it. "I don't put on clothes until it's in the low 40s, at least."
"So like, is your goal just to be as close to naked as possible at all times?" asked Lilly.
"My goal is to look hot and feel sexy at most times, and I have succeeded today. Or I would be if I wasn't about to fuckin' pass out. Come on, let's get to that rest stop."
They continued on. The path turned and started to wend upwards, which was a struggle. The town planners had apparently chosen the one spot in Blanchepierre that actually had hills for the nature reserve and its accompanying trail. Mari felt a little vindicated to see Lilly start to sweat a little bit about halfway up - enough that she unzipped her jacket. This was a marvelous distraction, because she was wearing a very low-cut tank top underneath it, and was now showing so much cleavage that Mari could have easily fit her entire head in there if she had a mind to. It helped distract her from the way that her body was screaming at her to stop, at least for a bit. By the time that they crested the top of the hill she was once again red-faced and wheezing.
"You really don't exercise much, huh?" asked Rose as they stopped for a second time for Mari to catch her breath. "Don't you go to the gym all the time? Do you never do cardio?"
"I go to the gym to hang out and get laid, I almost never exercise there." Mari's hands were on her knees, which meant that anyone passing by could look directly into her cleavage. Which someone did. From around the bend a couple appeared, walking their dog, and Mari could actually see the exact moment that they noticed the three of them, because their eyes got wide. They probably made for a hell of a sight. Rose was completely covered, but she was still pretty tall and had really big boobs for her frame, which was clear even under her hoodie. Mari was practically in her underwear and had boobs that were each easily bigger than her own head, and one of them was currently glowing a turquoise color. And then there was Lilly, who had a bustline that was probably easier to measure in feet than inches.
Mari didn't pay them much heed. She was too busy being exhausted. They didn't really pay her much heed either. They were mostly focused on Lilly. They had been conversing as they turned the corner, which stopped the moment that they saw her, and they stared at her in a way that made it clear that they were trying not to make it obvious that they were staring... but they weren't trying very hard.
Apparently Lilly noticed this too, because when they got closer to her she said, "They don't do any tricks, you know."
The man immediately turned bright red and averted his eyes, but the woman said, "Okay, like, no offense, but how do you stand?"
"With my legs. We gonna go through the whole standard array of questions? I get my bras custom made, so they don't have a cup size I can tell you. Yes, they're very expensive. No, I'm not going to get them reduced, nor do I want them to shrink with magic, and my back is completely fine. That cover everything?" She didn't sound upset at all as she said it. On the contrary, she was pretty monotone (although that was really and all-the-time thing for her), and she sounded almost bored. Like that was something she just had to get out of the way when she met new people.
It didn't seem like this was going to blossom into a friendship, though. The woman said, "Huh. Yeah, just about," and she and her partner continued on down the hill.
"I wear a 34 O," Mari called to them as they walked away. "And my back doesn't hurt either."
They looked back at her quizzically, but apparently decided that wasn't worth responding to with anything more than an "Okay. Cool?" without even stopping.
"I swear to god," said Mari to Lilly, "you are the only person I've ever met who I can go out with in this," she gestured to her outfit (or, rather, her lack of one), "and get zero attention."
Lilly shrugged. "I'm a rarity, even now that everyone's got weird body stuff going on. People get curious."
"Mm. How far's that rest stop, Rose?"
"It's right there." She pointed, and indeed, it was right down the path, not even a hundred feet away.
"Finally! My legs feel like they're gonna fall off."
The rest stop consisted of nothing more than a wide wooden gazebo with a bench under it, but that was enough. Mari collapsed onto it (bounce, wobble) and leaned back, groaning in pleasure. "Fuuuck, I needed this." She rubbed her bare thighs with her hands. "That's so much better."
"Rest up," said Rose, "'cause we're going to have to walk all the way back to the car once you're done."
Mari draped herself over the bench dramatically. "You might have to carry me. I don't know how much more my legs can take."
"I can start taking you with me when I go to the gym, you know. We can do some cardio, build up your stamina."
"Pfft. Rose, look at me," Mari said with a grandiose gesture towards her chest. "I'm not built for running."
"Preaching to the choir, girl." Rose bounced on her heels a couple of times, causing her own chest to jiggle under her hoodie. "You can still do cardio. There are step machines, those are pretty low-bounce, and you can always throw on more sports bras."
"I guess." She ran her hands over the one that she was already wearing. "Man, I am nipping right out of this thing, huh?"
Lilly blushed slightly at that. "Yeah, I didn't want to say anything," said Rose.
Curious, Mari lifted her sports bra up, causing both of her breasts to fall out of it with a soft noise, and took a look at them. "Damn, look at these! They're crazy hard! I'm not sure why." Her areolas, normally about the size of her own palm, were all wrinkled and shrunken, which didn't normally happen even when she was turned on, and her nipples themselves were so stiff that she could swear that she could almost feel them throbbing with each beat of her heart. "They don't normally get like this even when it's cold. This is weird."
She realized that a long moment had passed without the two of them saying anything. She looked up to find both Lilly and Rose staring at her chest. "Oh, come on," she said. "You've both seen my boobs before. It's not a big deal."
"I have definitely not seen your boobs before," said Rose.
"Huh, really? Well, now you have. Enjoy." Mari bounced them a little with her hands. She could actually feel the air moving over her nipples as she did it. "Good lord, why are they so sensitive right now? I didn't think that busting my ass on the trail would get me in the mood."
"Uh..." Lilly looked off down the path one way, then the other. The gazebo didn't really have any walls, so Mari was perfectly visible from outside of it. "Not that those aren't nice, but do you think that taking them out here is a good idea?"
"Why not? We'll be able to hear anyone coming before they see me." Mari didn't actually know if that was true or not, but she was really enjoying the way that the two of them were looking at her. They were clearly trying not to stare too much, but their eyes kept darting downward, sneaking glances at them. "I can put 'em away real fast if I need to." She lightly touched her fingers to the tips of her nipples and shivered. "God, they're so hard! C'mere, feel these."
"Feel them?" said Lilly and Rose both at once.
"Yeah, it's wild, I don't know what's going on with them."
The two of them looked at each other. Some sort of wordless communication passed between them and, with a little bit of hesitation, they each reached out a hand. Mari helped them along by grabbing both of them and placing them on her breasts. "See?"
There was a mix of emotions in both of their faces, not the least of which was surprise. "Oh, wow," said Lilly, gently pressing her palm against her nipple.
"Okay, yeah," said Rose. "This actually is crazy hard."
"Told ya. It's not just the cold, either. It's like my body is just going, 'Oh fuck, exercise? We haven't done this in so long, how do we even handle it? Uh, shit, just make her nipples go fuckin' bananas.' Got an explanation for that, Miss Biologist?"
"Search me, I'm not a doctor," said Lilly. "Um... I believe you that it's not the cold, though. My hand is warming you up but it's, uh... It's still hard." The two of them were both just cupping her nipples in their hands, as if they were afraid to do anything more.
"I can think of a way you two could make 'em even warmer," said Mari with a goofy waggle of her eyebrows.
That actually made Rose blush, which Mari considered to be an achievement all by itself. "You're joking, right?"
"Sure," she said as unconvincingly as she could.
Lilly and Rose looked at each other. "You're serious?"
"If you wanna. Go for it, my dudettes."
"Like, for real?" Rose asked.
Mari rolled her eyes. "You both know that I bang, like, half of my close friends pretty regularly, right? You two can touch my boobs literally any time you want, with any part of your bodies that you want. It's all cool."
Of all things, this was what was finally causing Rose to sweat. Mari could actually feel it on her hand. The two of them looked at each other for a third time (it was kind of sweet how they apparently didn't even need to say anything to each other), and, as one, both of them lowered their heads. Their lips were so close that she could feel the heat of them, but they were hesitating still...
So Mari leaned forward. Her nipples touched their lips, and that was all it took.
She gasped, and suddenly locked her legs up. "Whooooa, my god..." They took to it like two professionals, which, given what Mari knew about their sex life, they probably were. Their technique was even the same: they both enveloped her areolas in their mouths, pulling them in, sucking not as if they were attempting to toy with her nipples, but as if they were trying to get milk out of her.
She didn't have any, but fucking hell, just the idea was making her wet. Both of them hesitated, looking up at her, and she grabbed both of their heads and pressed them into her breasts. "Keep going. This rules, holy shit. Why didn't either of you tell me you were both so good at this?"
That spurred them on. Rose seemed to get the idea that she should try something different, because her technique suddenly shifted. Instead of sucking, she pinched Mari's nipple between her teeth ever so lightly, not enough to hurt - just enough to make it tingle and throb in the best way, and started flicking the tip of it with her tongue. Lilly, on the other breast, was using her whole mouth to practically massage her, pressing her nipple up against her tongue, then back down, in slow, powerful cycles.
The contrast between the two of them was something in itself. The way Rose was doing it was sharp, acute, intense, like how it felt when someone played with her clit, except it was all in her nipple. Lilly, on the other hand... She could almost swear that what she was doing was making her entire breast tingle with long, drawn-out waves of pleasure that made some deep part of her really wish that she actually had milk to give.
It was heaven. Mari'd had a lot of people play with her breasts before - it was one of her favorite things to do with friends - and within seconds these two proved to be among the absolute best at it. She gasped and bit her lip and rubbed her thighs together, wriggling on the bench, her hands wandering from Rose's dense, curly hair and Lilly's silky smooth hair, down to their shoulders and back up again. "Okay," she muttered, "fuck. We're totally doing this again the next time we hang out. Jesus, you two are..."
Rose grabbed Mari's hand. Eyes closed, she brought it down to her own breast. Mari could feel that her nipples were hard even through her bra and her hoodie. Lilly saw her do this and responded in kind, grabbing Mari's other hand and placing it on her chest. Except her jacket was still unzipped, which meant that Mari was touching soft, smooth, bare skin. Rose's breasts were soft and warm and big, but Lilly's seemed almost endless. Mari was able to pinch Rose's nipple, which made her moan a little bit, but she couldn't even reach Lilly's where she was kneeling unless she leaned farther forward, which she didn't want to do, because then they would have to stop sucking on her breasts.
"Oh my god..." They had both switched techniques at exactly the same time. Now Lilly was doing what Rose had been doing before, pinching Mari's nipple lightly between her teeth, toying at it with her tongue, while Rose had switched back to the long, slow sucking that made her just want to let both of them drink from her until their stomachs were full. "Did you two plan that? Fuuuck... When I said that you could do this I did not know that you're both the fucking champions of titty-suuuAAH!"
It snuck up on her. All at once, she felt it in her breasts and in her nipples and in her clit, even though nobody was touching it. She jerked backwards and fought to contain a low, throaty moan as her marking flared a brilliant, bright pink. For a few wonderful moments her whole body was alight...
And then she came down, as it slowly faded away, leaving little aftershocks in its wake that made Mari flex her hips and roll her stomach. Both of them stopped, looking up at her.
"D- did you just...?" Rose asked.
"Yeah," said Mari with a lovely little shiver.
"Wow," said Lilly.
"Yeah, fucking wow." She leaned back on the bench and giggled, still breathing heavily. "Well, girls, congratulations. I have never, ever managed to cum that quickly just from nipple play alone."
"We're professionals," said Lilly, without a hint of sarcasm.
Mari couldn't help but laugh. "See? Wasn't that fun? What's a little titty-play between friends? God, I wasn't even really that horny when we started. From zero to liftoff in, like... What was that, two minutes, maybe?"
"I dunno," said Rose. "I wasn't timing it. You said that we can both touch your boobs any time that we want?"
"Yeah, why not? You don't even have to ask."
Lilly blinked at that. "But what if, like, you're not in the mood for anyone to touch you?"
Mari snorted. "Lilly, I literally wear my emotions on my sleeve." She pointed at the part of her marking (still pink, but the glow was fading now) that was on her upper arm. "And my boob. Besides, I trust you two." She stood and stretched, thrusting her arms into the air. "Phew! That was refreshing! I feel like a new woman. I'm good to start heading back now if you both... Oh. Wow."
Rose and Lilly had both stood up, and now that they had, it was pretty obvious that they had enjoyed themselves almost as much as Mari had. There were two enormous wet spots on the front of Lilly's tank top. She noticed this at the same time that Mari did and cursed, pulling at her jacket to keep the stains from spreading to it. Rose's track pants, meanwhile, had an extremely conspicuous bulge in them, which she sheepishly pulled her hoodie down over.
"Hush," she said to Mari.
"I didn't say anything."
"You're grinning like a cat."
"I'm just glad that the two of you had fun. You both got all your things in order? C'mon, let's go." She led the way back the way they came down the path, and the Flower Couple followed, after a moment.
"Uh, yo, Mari?" said Lilly from behind her.
"Yeah?"
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
She blinked. "No? I left my phone in the car. Not much for me to forget."
"No, it's your..." She blanched, looking at something further down the path. Mari followed her eyes. It was the couple they had run into earlier, coming back the other way. They had stopped dead in their tracks, and were staring at her. Not at Lilly, but at her.
"See, this is what usually happens," said Mari. "I guess they finally noticed me, huh?"
"Mari..." Rose was visibly cringing, looking down at Mari's chest.
Her chest, where her boobs were still out in the air, her sports bra sitting loosely above them.
"Oh!" She put them back in. Not hastily. She took her time to do it right, one cup after the other, then tugged on the straps a few times to settle them in. "Sorry!" she called out. "My bad!"
