Hey guys (and there's at least 1 gal out there too!), today ..

Hey guys (and there's at least 1 gal out there too!), today is my first DSF (dirty story friday) and this is one I've told a few times over the years. This happened back in 2013 or 2014. So here we go! I was going to a wedding and I didn't have anything to wear so I went looking around a few second-hand stores and charity shops to see if I could get a bargain. I ended up finding this really nice blue dress which was very comfortable and had a great shape to it but I couldn't get a bra on while wearing it because it was just so tight around the bust (like most of my clothes) so after trying it on a few times I decided I would get it modified a bit to hide the boobs, and then go braless to the wedding. You can see in the 2nd pic this is the dress without the pink strap around the bust to hide my girls, I couldn't wear it to the wedding like this because I was just pouring out of it. I had it altered to include a pink strip across the cleavage to give me some kind of modesty while at the wedding and you can see this in the 3rd pic along with a rare bigfoot sighting. Now the trouble began when I was in my parents house getting ready on the day of the wedding, the zip at the back of the dress broke from the pressure of the boobs and I called my mother to help me. I can't wear clothes my mother or sister wear for obvious reasons ... they ''normal'' boobs, so she offered to sew me into the dress at the back and then cut me out of it after the night out. And so she did sew me into it. As we were getting ready to leave I stretched out a bit and the dress seemed fine, and so my myself and my mother and bf went to leave. In the hallway I stopped for a second to check my hair and raised my arms to just shuffle my hair and I took a deep breath. The entire top half of the dress exploded forward and landed mostly down at my belly, I was looking in the mirror at the time and I just saw my boobs bounce around as the pressure was released and I was basically topless in front of my mom and bf. He started laughing and my mom was invoking the name of every Catholic saint she could think of so that they may avert their eyes from the indecency happening at that moment. She ushered me back into the bedroom to stitch me back up, but not before clearing the route of my father who was told to ''feck off back into the sitting room for a minute'', she stitched me up good and proper for a good 25 minutes to make sure that wouldn't happen again and we were good to go. We went to the wedding and had a few drinks and we relaxed a bit after all the hassle of the day, but my bf kept rubbing me when people weren't looking as kept talking about the explosion as he called it and how hot it was. I told him I wanted to change into comfy shoes and asked him go get my sandles from the car and wait for me in the disabled bathroom with them. I went along 5 minutes later and changed into the shoes and he was all over me in a minute. He kept talking about how hot it was seeing my tits bounce around like that and how good I looked in the dress and that he wanted to fill me up I didn't want to get caught fucking in the disabled bathroom of my local hotel, in my local town at my friend's wedding so I locked the door and dropped his trousers and told him he had 3 minutes to cum. I sat down on the seat and pointed his dick down at my cleavage and gave him the long slow strokes he likes while I held his balls in my other hand and gave them a little squeeze every now and then to remind him we were on a timer. I knew it was time when I felt him get harder and swell up in my hand, when I reckoned he was past the point of no return I pulled him all the way back so there'd be no dribble, I really REALLY didn't want him getting any cum on my dress since we were here for another 4-5 hours at least. I pulled him over my cleavage and pointed him right at the top near my neck and he shot and twitched for a bit and then relaxed. I could feel the warmth of the cum moving down my bosom so I grabbed a wad of tissue paper and shoved it down my cleavage to soak up the load and save my dress ... then I did something I wouldn't normally do, I put his cock in my mouth so that no cum would drip on my dress or on his good trousers. I sat there for about a minute rubbing his hip as his cock went flaccid in my mouth and I was sure there was no more cum about to drip He pulled up his pants and I gave him the shoes I just took off and told him take them back to the car, he sauntered out with a big happy head on him and some old lady gave him a disapproving look as he was walking through the bar. A minute later I went back to my table and got myself a pint The next morning at around 11am I woke up in the hotel room with the sun streaming in through the blinds ... with my legs in the air being pounded. I came within about 2 minutes and he came in me about 30 seconds later. As it would turn out this morning-after hangover sex got me pregnant and 10 months later (yes it's actually 10 months, because they count from your last period not the moment of conception) I gave birth to a girl. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this first Dirty Story Friday! It took me way longer to write than I thought it would