We were friends since early college. Tom, Steve, Martin, Gerry, Toby. Alice and Toby were together from the start, Mina and Steve as well. Gerry had a girlfriend, but she wasn't into this kind of stuff and staid home. And me of course. Lydia. I've been part of the original group. I call them close friends, and if anyone had asked me if I'd mind a bit of benefits, I wouldn't have said no. But effectively I was single.

The trip was planned for late summer, and the weather agreed, too. I guess we had planned it for two years, although back then it had just been a silly idea after too much booze.

Somehow that idea had become more and more real, and now we were actually in Steve's minibus and driving out into the wilderness. For the barbecue.

We brought everything. Spits, charcoal, grill, even bricks for a fire-oven. Gerry had brought a ginormous kettle that looked like an evil witch would cook in it. All the gear didn't even fit in the bus, we had a trailer with that stuff and the tent.

What we didn't have was meat. And no, we weren't going hunting.

We were the meat. Well, not the boys. But Alice was almost the driving force behind it all. Without her we would have just discarded the idea. Mina, well she was a bit hesitant. I assume it scared her as much as it turned her on. Maybe it turend her on so much because she was scared. Some people are like that.

And me? Sure, I think its hot. And it would only be fair if I contribute, right? But I didn't think I'd take it all the way. I wanna watch. I'm curious. Sure, I'd try some stuff, too. Thats the coast of entry, can't be a spoilsport. What exactly, I still had no idea. I think noone had.

We knew exactly where we'd go. It was a designated grill and bbq place, but ever since they had closed the interstate and build the new highway, it was really difficult to get ther. You had to take backroads through the forest and the place was overgrown. Tom had even checked it out and made photos. We had a chainsaw and some machetes to clear the brush and make it useable.

On the first evening we were too exhausted. Building the tent had taken till ten PM and we only ate a few prepackaged granola bars for dinner and went to sleep, exhausted.

The next morning, Mina surprised us with fresh milk.

Mina had had a miscarriage. The baby boy had been deformed and her body had thrown him out lifeless, over a month early. But she had kept milking her Dcub breasts for the last few month and even without a baby suckling, she was lactating. Steve really got off on that, but somehow she had managed to pump some in bottles during the drive, and now we all had fresh woman-milk. Mina drunk some, too of course.

It tasted sweet. So much different from farm milk. But everyone commented her on it. They even wanted her to show off milking herself into another glass.

She did, pulling and squeezing her large nipples, squirting almost a steady stream into the glass until it was half full. But before Steve could pick it up she grabbed it and drunk her milk in one gulp. "Nuh uh. Not for you this time. You had your share."

Everyone laughed.

After breakfast we went to the lake. It was crystal clear water, although a bit cold. None of us had brought swimsuits. Alice just dropped out of her dress, and had nothing under it. I had jeans and a shirt and regular undies. But I didn't mind showing off my body to the boys. I was a C cup and had a bit of muscle, though not too much. I definitely could fish for looks and show off a bit.

The boys were also not too bad. Gerry had a sexy ass, Tom was hung like a horse. Martin looked like he was secretly doing martial arts training. Looking at them could get her a bit horny if she wanted to. Especially Martin, he looks like he could wrestle me down. That'd be fun, being held like in a bench wise, and then fucked senseless. Maybe I have a mit of a rape fetish. Too bad I'm not the girl any rapist would approach. If, then Alice could be a victim. A willing one at best though.

The water was cold, and made my nipples stand up very pointy. Mina's breasts not so much. Her nipples were standing out, but that was because they were huge from all the milking. Alice had goosebumbs all over and shivered a bit. I sneaked up to her and ave her a bearhug from behind, warming her breasts with my hands. "Cold? Don't get a cold, if you're sick we can't eat you."

She shivered again, but not from the cold. I must have pressed a button or two.

"Tease...." she responded, blushing and biting her lips.

After the bath we all dried ourselves dry. Alice was biting her lips, she was looking at me and Mina, then at the boys, then down on herself. She was still pointy, but not from the cold.

"Should.... do you guys wanna start? Should we build up a grill?"

Steve looked around. "Might as well. Let's all work together. If we build everything up, we have free choice later."

So they started working. Me, too. I went and grabbed a large grill from the trailer that would fit over the fireplace. Martin took an entire bbq oven on his own and made it look like it weighed nothing. Holy fuck he looks so hot like that. There's something about sexy men doing manual labor. I wished he'd pick me up like that and carried me behind a tree.

I guess that thought was still in my mind when I bent down a bitr further than necessary, showing everyone my ass and probably my pussy, too, as I put the grill where it belonged. I felt the cool forest air on it, which meant everyone had a nice look and I was a bit wet.

They were certainly staring, but noone made a move yet. Well, maybe later.


Alice didn't have sex in mind, she wanted to start grilling. I wonder if she had planned it out in all detail. Probably yes. Probably she didn't think of much else during the last few weeks, than which part of her to prepare how.

For the large kettle we actually had to heave together to fill it with lake water.

A smaller kettle was filled with oil. "For deepfrying" Tom explained.

I spotted the large spit. Holy shit, that thing was half an inch thick, from chromed steel, and pointy. More than 6 feet long, it could go straight through one of us. A slight shiver of excitement ran down my spine as I brusherd my finger alongside it. Alice would look good on it too, I thought. Likely it were her idea.

Roasting on a spit was definitely not something to start the party with. I knew Alice had no plans of ever coming home again, but I wasn't so sure.

We got everything ready, made a fire under the grills, under the kettle. Charcoal was crinkling in the heat and it already smelled barbecuey. The scent of starter fluid slowly made room for the smokey smell of burning wood and charcoal.

I wanted to know what the plan was, so I took the initiative. "OK, guys and girls. I think preparation look good, what do we start with? Any specific plans?"

I saw Alice bite her lips. Oh yes she had a plan. A masterplan. But even she looked uncertain to the boys.

Tom was the first to speak up. "You know, I always wanted to try a grilled boob." He cupped some air in the shape of a female breast. "I'm sure its really juicy."

Steve nodded. "We should wager that carefully. We have only six boobs between us, and two of them provide milk. And then we don't want to have all the gals boobless right from the start, that'd be boring."

I had to admit that was a good point. Mina was quick to agree. "If you want more milk tomorrow, then don't start with my boobs. I think they'd be tricky to get right anyway, they got so large. I don't want to have me burnt on the outside and raw on the inside.

Alice bit her lip. She was obviously debating between two equally sexy scenarios. She started to say something, then stopped, then opened her mouth again. "Guys, I kinda have something special planned for later. But it'd kinda ruin it without my breasts. I'd really like to roast them though."

"Well, you can't have the cake and eat it." Gerry said. "How about you Lydia? Would you be willing to donate the first bit? Or are we all chickening out now?"

I felt my face get red and blush. My boobs also got pointy and I instinctively grabbed for one of them. I hadn't planned on going first, after all. But then again, hey, this was going to happen eventually.

"I guess. But only one. I'm keeping the other..." I demanded. "How... how are we going to do this? Do you want me to slice it off amazon style and then put it on the grill? Or marinade it?"

Alice turned to me. "You should totally grill it on you. Thats half the fun. If you cut it off first, it'd be just like anyone elses boob for you."

I opened my mouth, but I was afraid to speak. Roasting a part of me, on me? Holy shit that was hot, but it'd hurt like hell. Maybe I could take painkillers, we brought plenty. But they'd take a while to do anything.

I felt dizzy as I walked towards the large grill trying to convince me I could do that. I'd just lean over and press my breast against the roast until it stopped hurting. But I hesitated when a heat wave blasted my face still two feet away from it.

Behind me, Steve had gotten up and went for a small mini-grill. It looked like a mixture of a waffle iron and a bbq. It had to be to bbq a single burger. Or some toast. Or... a breast.

"Here, I think this would work better. On that one, with the heat that high, you'd cook your entire chest through.

I gave him a thankful nod. Yes, with the minibbq it could work. It was still cold, so I 'tried it on.' I opened it, pushed my breast in, and squeezed. The metal pinched me and was surprisingly cold. But the size was perfect. Almost as if made for just my chest-size.

I was almost hyperventilating, as I went for a spatula and shoveled glowing charcoal into the device.

"You totally should put on some marinade. I could put it on for you." Tom suggested. He had a bottle of some odd bbq marinade in his hand already.

The other males gave approving murmors.

I laughed and sat down, left the mini-bbq on the floor to heat its iron up.

"Sure, I never say no to a free boob massage. Tenderize them nicely, but don't make me sore, it's gonna hurt enough later anyway." I told him and leaned back, giving him free reign.

Like a masseur he squirted bbq sauce on his hands then went down on my breasts. Both of them. The sauce was cold, and had my nipples not already been erect, they'd have been it now.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself to moan in pleasure. Playing with my boobs was usually a good way to turn me on. And I was already turned on. So was everyone else, if their cocks were any indication. Locked and loaded. Alice I already knew she was close to fingering herself to climax. Mina, I think enjoyed it more internally, but she had a dreamy look on her face.

"Oh yeah, those babies are gonna be tasty." Tom teased. "So juicy and tender."

I let out a little moan, maybe. I looked at my breasts, and they had turned colour, dark red brown from the marinade. Whatever it was, it really seeped into my skin and started tingling and feeling warm. Probably had some chili in it. Especially on my nipples it burned a bit. Oh boy were they hard and pointy, it almost hurt.

I yelped, as Tom gave me a final slap. "There, all ready for the grill."
I felt a little lightheaded and afraid. I had to prevent myself from thinking about loosing my breasts here. That was a slippery slope on which I knew I'd chicken out. I had to go with the flow.

"Alice?" I called with more trembling voice than I expected.

"I'm gonna need you here. This is. Oh hell this minigrill is really hot. That's gonna hurt like hell. I need you to keep me distracted. Finger me crazy, keep my mind hazy, would you?"

Alice beamed. "Sure, just spread your legs, I'm gonna do you well." she said grinning.

She went to work between my legs. Not with her fingers, oh no, she opened her mouth and started giving me cunnilingus. I tensed up and shivered. "Oh yes!!!" I approved, then grabbed the mini-grill. I opened it. It's metal top had heated nicely, like a waffle iron. The bottom was a grill, underneath the charcoal was glowing red. I'd have to hold it, stick my boob in between and squeeze it together. And then hold it until...

Until I was done. I realized. Holy hell, I was really going to roast myself like a piece of meat. And my precious boobs no less. No, don't think about it, I told myself. Do it now.

"Here, we go, don't mind me if I scream this is gonna hu..."

I did it quick, so I wouldn't be able to stop myself. I felt the heat, it was much hotter than I thought. And then the hot metal touched my skin. It hissed. I clenched the lid down, hoping that my boob would fit in between. I should have done a fit check while it was still cold, I realized, now I just pressed and at the same time screamed.

There was a little notch in the grill where the lid could arrest itself. I let go, because it hurt too much, but it had itself arrested, and now the grill was stuck firmly on my boob and felt like only searing hot metal against skin could feel.

"Aaaiiiii! Aaaah Get it off get it ... holy fucking christ, it huuurts.....uuuuuh."

Alice took her job serious. That moment she bit down on my clit. I hadn't realized I was that close, I arched, and watched the steam rise from the grill, like through a haze. I was still screaming, although it sounded more like a moan now. Alice really knew how to do this. I grabbed my other breast and clenched hard, trying anything to offset the excruciating pain in my chest.

It sizzled, I realized. My boob sizzled and hissed, like a steak put on the grill. I could even feel the sizzling. The pain wasn't uniform, I could feel how my skin cooked and vibrated with the noise. Tiny steam bubbles came out of my skin and rose. It smelled of burnt skin, and then... I could smell roasting meat.
"Oh fuck I can smell myself roasting..." I yelled. "Keep going Alice, don't stop. Please..."

Of course Alice had to check and see for herself, which meant she neglected my cunny. Luckily she went back to work with even more fervor. She seemed to enjoy, feeling my body writhe under her in a mix of agony and pleasure.

The pain turned number. Physics had mercy with me. As my boobs started getting cooked, the parts exposed to the most heat stopped feeling anything. Instead I now started the heat inside my boob. It felt like it was growing. Expanding on the grill, like a sausage. It hurt so much, I don't know how to even describe it. I was rocking and trembling, and I think I couldn't even have taken it off if I really tried. My arms were way too uncontrolled. I pinched
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