“Thanks Thomas, I really needed that.” Celine said as she pushed a bit of cum at the corner of her lips into her mouth and savoured it as she swallowed.
“No problem Celine, anytime.” he said nonchalantly and then pulled up his pants and zipped them up.
He then escorted her to the front door of his condo and let her out, it only took her a few steps to get to her own condo door on the other side of the hallway.
She did make sure he got an eye full of her swaying ass though.
It wasn’t long before she had her headphones back on and was watching porn again on her tablet.
Celine pulled her corset tight, sucking in as much as she could, and only exhaling when it was secured around her waist.
She turned and checked herself out in the full length mirror and smiled at her reflection.
She had to admit, she did look good as a blonde… she almost wondered why she’d never gone blonde before.
Of course the answer was obvious, during her modeling days she had to establish a look and stick with it. She’d been brunette since she was a teenage, so that’s what she’d stuck with.
That wasn’t an issue now, Covid had put the final nail in her career’s coffin and so she could make whatever changes she liked to her appearance without any concerns. The only silver lining was that she’d earned enough in her career to no longer worry about money.
She reached up and cupped her breasts, a slight frown forming on her lips. She’d always liked her breasts, big enough to not look like a boy, but not so large as to exclude her from any modeling opportunities.
For some reason though, she’d been wondering what it would be like to have bigger breasts lately.
Maybe it was all the porn she’d been watching lately? The women in those videos all had big, round, firm, tits.
A shiver ran though her at the thought of the word. Tits.
“Tits.” she half whispered aloud and she almost came right then and there.
It had rolled off her tongue like Thomas’ dick when she sucked him off, and just as pleasurably.
Or perhaps it was that magazine she’d seen on Thomas’ coffee table yesterday when she’d been sucking his dick.
She was sure he must have left it there by accident, who would leave a porno mag from the 80’s out on his coffee table?
The woman on the front of it had the biggest tits Celine had ever seen. Massive round globes stuck on her chest with a dick pushed up between them as she held them together. The woman had that classic 80’s hair that took three cans of hair spray to achieve, heavily caked on makeup that screamed streetwalker, and a look in her eyes that seemed to ask how much longer it was going to be before a load of cum would cover her tits and face.
Celine’s hand had slipped between her legs and she was rubbing her clit at the thought of having tits that big, a dick sliding between them, and eagerly await the inevitable.
Thomas checked his phone and pulled up the control program for the malware he’d infected Celine’s phone, tablet and computer with.
8 hours of screen time so far today between them all, not bad.
That was up from the 2 hours she’d started at, and 6 of them were tied to watching porn now.
Suddenly an alert popped up and a smile crossed his lips.
Alert: Search term match detected!
Term: plastic surgeonHe’d lived across from Celine for almost a decade, watched her career blossom, then implode, and had been trying to get into her pants for just as long.
Not that he really had any reasonable expectation of success, he was twenty years older, wasn’t in particularly good shape, had lost most of his hair, and it wasn’t like his money was going to get her interested either, she didn’t need it.
The lockdowns had been hard, knowing she was just across the hall while he worked from home, but it was also highly productive for some of his hobbies.
He’d spend a good year of the lockdowns working on the subliminal software he’d always thought was possible with modern hardware. It wasn’t until things opened up again though that he’d been able to test it properly… and safely.
After all, he didn’t want it to fail and be able to be tracked back to him in some way.
He’d flown to an entirely different city and spent several weeks hacking local signage and installing his software on them… then watching. Watching for minor changes that only he would see as anything significant.
When he was sure it worked, it took another few weeks to find some malware he could piggyback onto, but only a few days to infect Celine’s systems… he’d guessed her password in only a half dozen attempts.
A knock at his door brought his head up from his phone and his smile grew even larger.
He stood up and grabbed two magazine’s from the drawer in his coffee table, he set one on the table, the other on the couch beside where he’d be sitting shortly.
Then he moved quickly to the door and opened it, Celine smiling back at him when he did.
Her hair, recently dyed platinum blonde, hovered around her head like a halo. Her makeup was heavier than usual, though it would be heavier soon enough.
“He Celine, how’s it going?” he said as he swung the door wider and gestured her to come it.
She smiled back at him as she walked in and he closed the door behind her, “Oh… ah, ok. I was just wondering… you know… if I…”
“Need to ‘borrow’ some more cum?” he finished her sentence for her.
She blushed and nodded, “Sure, I guess I can spare some.” he replied and then made a bee line for the couch and took a seat after pulling down his pants.
Celine followed right behind him, her eyes catching sight of the magazine on the coffee table and lingering for a moment before she sunk down between his legs and leaned forward.
“Oh, ah, one thing…” he started to say and she looked up at him with an inquisitive look on her face.
“…you don’t mind if I read a bit while you get what you came for do you?” he said and then picked up the magazine beside him and holding it up for her to see.
On the cover was a blonde woman with massive tits and hair, bent over at the waist, her hands supporting her on a table of some kind, as a faceless man was behind her with his hands on her hips… clearly fucking her.
“N… no… that’s fine.” she replied just before she wrapped her lips around his dick and started to suck him off.
Thomas watched her eyes lock onto the magazine as he set it down right in front of her so she was effectively staring at it as she sucked his dick.
He leaned back and relaxed with a contented sigh.
While the Covid lockdowns had been productive for him on many of his hobbies, including the subliminal software he was now enjoying the fruits of, it hand’t been on the hobbies he enjoyed the most… 80’s big tit porn.
Sure, he’d had lots of time to enjoy his collection, but what he wanted was a 80’s big tit porn star of his own. Before the lockdowns he’d paid many escorts all across the country to indulge in his desires, but that had all come to and during the lockdowns.
He wasn’t going to get stuck like that again, and Celine was looking like she’d be a great addition to his collection.
