Jennifer and Colleen had been best friends since 8th grade. It was of no surprise to anyone in the small community that twenty years later they were still always seen together. It was also known by many on what occasion they got christened the nicknames of Tits and Ass. Like it or not, small towns talk and everybody knows everybody else's business.

Initially, the nicknames started back in the 8th grade when a couple of the meaner spirited boys tagged them for their developing soft placeets. After a few years, their nic's became as synonymous as their given names. They even began to used them like pet names and that would have been the end of the story if they had not decided to make themselves landmark legends. It was winter break of their senior year when Jennifer, aka Tits, came up with the plan and it took her until spring break to convince Colleen, aka Ass, that they should double date the senior prom. Although neither at the time were sexually innocent, it was an ambitious idea.

Jennifer prompted and prodded Dale, the resident athlete and local football hero, to ask her to prom. Colleen had started dating Sam earlier in the school year. Both guys were popular and more importantly big talkers.

The prom came with the usual fanfare of illegal alcohol and sappy dance mix.

It wasn't until the after-prom party that the plan was hatched.

Colleen pretended to feel ill and being on the double date, everyone came in the same car. Colleen's home was empty as it was the most of the time and all four found their way to the cozy family room.

Horny teenagers have a way of transitioning into sexual activity with blinding speed. Clothes were strewn about the floor. Half naked bodies coupled in pairs with Colleen sitting on Sam's lap in the overstuffed easy chair while Jennifer and Dale sat on the couch, hands down each others underwear. Colleen watched for the signal and when Jennifer finally pulled out Dale's extremely large manhood, she stood up to make an announcement. "Guys, " she spoke while looking back and forth between the two confused meat puppets, "I want you to know that Tits has never sucked off anyone before.

" Jennifer smiled at Dale while she grip his twitching erection in her fist. Colleen continued while unsnapping her bra and sliding her panties down to ankles, "And if its okay with you, I think she should finish her senior year with that goal accomplished. If you don't mind.

" Dale and Sam's eyes shifted back and forth between the two young females clearly in charge.

Sam spoke first, "Does it involve sex?" Colleen put her hands on her hips, "Do you want to play me?" Sam quickly nodded, still not entirely sure what was going on.

"Well then yes, it involves sex, " Colleen supplied his answer in a fill-in-the-blank sort of way. "We're just going to do it here, together, in this room. That way I can help Tits though this precious moment.

" "He's to big, " Jennifer piped up. Dale smiled, obviously enjoying another proud moment in his physical accomplishments. Jennifer tugged Dale's underwear down enough to fully expose the 10 inch behemoth and said, "Ass, his length's playin' huge. How am I going to do this?" Sam gasped, "Oh, play, dude!" Dale's expression shifted to stern, not wanting to think about another guy's comments towards his member. Colleen bit her lower lip as she studied the magnificent example of male genitalia held in the hand of her best friend.

'Damn, girl. You always luck out, don't you, ' she thought to herself. ... Colleen watched as her friends' hand work Dale's monstrous length, squeezing its thick base then slowly pulling upward to its tip. A copious amount of his pre-cum dew appeared at the tiny but gaping mouth then trickled down over Jennifer's fingers. "Jenn, move off the couch and kneel on the floor between Dale's legs, " Colleen spoke with a more authoritative voice.

While Jennifer switched positions, Dale quickly finished removing his tighty whities and Colleen knelt down beside her. Sam, like a good boy, just sat in the easy chair and tweaked on his own erection now standing up through the fly of his boxers.

"There's only one option with such a massive specimen, " Colleen proclaimed, "Tittie play.

" With that said, Jennifer reached around and unhooked the bra that barely restrained her 36DD's.

It quite literally popped off from around her chest and off her shoulders with its release. Tossing the bra aside, Jennifer leaned in and wrapped her breasts around Dale's ever hardening member.

Colleen leaned in to the couch as well, resting her forearms on the cushion seat next to Dale. From this position she could see the head of Dale's length appear and disappear from the depths of Jennifer's cleavage. Dale, for his part, was having a difficult time choosing between two sets of breasts to gaze upon. Jennifer's, who used her hands to press together the Magnificent Two and Colleen's, who let her 34C's dangle while on all fours as she gently pinched and pulled her nipples into their full, erect shape. Dale's breathing became heavier as more of his penile saliva began to coat Jennifer's chest and breasts.

By now, the mushroom head of his length became steadily visible at her cleft, like some of the pendant's Jennifer was known to sling around her neck. Colleen reached one of her hands behind her back and began a "come hither" motion.

She knew exactly where Sam's eyes had become affixed, the place with light golden hair and swollen lips.

She continued to watch Jennifer masturbated Dale's length with her tits but behind her heard the squeaks of the easy chair, heard the cloth of Sam's boxers slide over his hips and down his legs. She next expected to feel the blunt tip of his length to press against her but was pleasantly surprised when Sam started to nibble on her bottom instead.

'Good boy, ' she thought, 'Nice choice.

' Clearing her throat, Colleen then commanded Jennifer's next steps, "Now he's ready for your lips to take his head." Jennifer hunched over more while not loosening her clasp of him between her breasts.

"That's it. Lick and suck him like he was a ball of ice cream on a cone.

" Dale's legs twitched in response. His eyes were closed now, no longer able to sustain any focus. Unlike Dale, Colleen's eyes were held wide and in awe as she watched the tongue of her best friend lap at the profuse wetting that now flowed from Dale's pee warmth. Jennifer's tongue was not the only one at work. Sam had busied himself on Colleen with feather light flicks. His soft, wet tongue had touched her everywhere, every part. Up and down the length of her delicate petal folds, from the erect berry of her personal place to the harden pinch of her dark taboo nestled between her shapely cheeks. His tongue had set her on fire and she could feel herself part and open to him with every pass he made. Sam flexed his tongue to make it a harder spear. Colleen anticipated where he would strike first, after all she knew why her nickname was Ass, and relaxed enough to let him have passage.

Her mind exploded in waves of electrical current that crashed up her spine, bright sparks flew in her field of vision and she gasped for air. She had no idea how doing that could make her feel this way, how something so naughty could be so intensely delightful. In the past, Sam's finger had wondered off its path and slipped gently into her butt, however, she had been mildly stimulated by that at best.

She knew the petting of her personal place was the sole queen of climax but now to her surprise a new point of interest had emerged. With every slight movement of his tongue the fiords and fields of her kingdom were being torched.

...

Colleen and Jennifer's plan to immortalize their nicknames proceeded with little fault.

Prom night dates, Sam and Dale, seemed more than willing to participate in the traditions of after-prom sex and getting them to conjoin in group took only the determination of there womanly charms. Now all that remained was the icing on the cake, preferably made from scratch. Both couples shared the couch for sex.

Dale sat with Jennifer knelling between his legs, her bobbing head in his lap.

Sam was tonguing Colleen's bottom as she leaned on the seat cushion in an all-fours position. Although Sam's oral talents unexpectedly pleased her new found glory, Colleen knew that his enthusiastic coital thrusting would not produced the same result. She thought perhaps a gentler, patient lover would better serve as explorer to her undiscovered country but Sam wasn't it. "Play me, Sam, " Colleen ordered, "but not in the soft place.

" Quickly and obediently Sam shifted to his knees behind her and watched the blunt head of his length easily slip inside her pouting, moist lips.

Holding her hips with both hands Sam then penetrated her in a single motion, her vulva pressed tight against his pelvis and balls. Sitting next to Colleen, Dale was lost to this world.

Only the sensations of Jennifer's mouth music consumed him. She held his exceptional sized erection between her breasts and applied her tongue and lips to the sensitive areas of its mushroom head. Every toy, every suck brought him closer to ecstasy.

Dale could only flex and thrust in knee-jerk reaction to it all. "Dale, cum...

" "Dale, I want yo..." "Dale" The soft voice Dale heard faded in and out.

He couldn't tell if he was hearing anything or not because of the roar of his heartbeat and rush of his breath in his ears.

He couldn't feel his legs the burning had made them grow numb.

His lower back arched awkwardly. The burning grew and engulfed his loins, balls, manhood.

"Dale, cum on her tits." It was a voice.

Dale heard Colleen speak to him and as like a runner waits for the starter's gun a loud bang rang out through his body. He barely felt the hot juices serge up his mammoth pole. He exhaled a low, growling moan and Jennifer released the taunt, purple head of his length with a wet snap sound.

As she raised her head up, so did a fountain of cum proceed to follow. Colleen watched as the first burst sent a spray of tiny droplets in every direction. The second and third eruptive flow was thicker, creamier and more coalesced, leaving ribbons around Jennifer's neck, chest and breasts. Jennifer, feeling the warm and heavy wetting on her skin, watched Colleen for her reaction, pleased to see the results of there plan play out on her face.

Sam, unable to witness the spectacular ejaculation, was left to his own devices.

His thrusting style was similar to that of dogs. It wasn't until Jennifer leaned back from Dale and turned to watch the playing of her friend that his orgasm grew to impending eruption. The last thing Sam's eyes would see was the gooey mess on Jennifer's breast, chest, neck and face. They then rolled back into his head and his length expanded to a rock hard spear.

Colleen felt his reaction in her tight Kegel muscle grasp and leaned forward enough to let him slip out of her. Jennifer watched as Sam's manhood leapt up suspended in air, throbbing and glistening, pulsating as the squirts of cum piddled on Colleen's butt. Sam collapsed in a pile of human flesh on the floor.

Dale was slowly recovering his senses on the couch. It was then the plan the two friends had put together so many months ago was now ready to come to fruition. Colleen crawled off the couch and slowly approached Jennifer as she sat on her knees, leaning back on her arms. They softly kissed and then Colleen began to toy at the teasings Dale had left on her neck and chest. Both he and Sam became suddenly very interested in what was happening between the two women. After Colleen finished cleaning the cum off Jennifer's breasts, they kissed again. This time sharing the collected juices with open mouth and tonguing. Sam and Dale's mouths dropped in awe. Then Jennifer moved around to the back of Colleen and began to offer the same housekeeping services for Sam's spent.

The men watched as Jennifer's tongue touches and toys proceeded up and down Colleen's shapely bottom. Again, after most of it was lapped into her mouth, Jennifer moved to open mouth kiss Colleen. It was that night their nicknames Tits and Ass became immortalized in urban legend. Most people didn't take the story serious although it was too good of a story not to pass along. Only a few that truly knew them would become believers, after all Colleen and Jennifer were best friends, were inseparable, and appeared to enjoy all activities and experiences together.