Secret Schooling 1 - Sex Stories

Secret Schooling 1

... that same desire and now had the freedom to fully express it for the first time in my life thanks to her. I moved and we rolled back onto the hard mattress as I started to explore her body with my hands. When I first met Simone in high school I'd been jealous at how she had gotten her modest breasts before me, but only a year later I realized what a curse they actually were. While I had only mosquito bites at fourteen, my body decided that since it was late to the game to make up for it in volume. At fifteen I was already a C-cup, but kept growing to eventually top out around a D-cup last year. That had gotten me the attention of the boys that I always thought I had wanted. It was actually horrible. I'd become a cow that boys wanted just for my sweater meat and if that wasn't demeaning enough my back ached all the time getting used to the change in chest weight. The worst though was the leering and gossiping from the girls who had once been my friends, making me feel like a slut even though I was still a virgin. They say the worst thing is getting what you wish for, and big tits sure fell into that category. In fact the only time I liked them was at times like this when Simone reached up to touch them gently. Her breasts were only a B-cup at best, but that made them just right to fit in my hands and still stay upright with little discomfort for her. As I pushed up her shirt to touch her bra she already had both hands squeezing each of mine. That felt so good I pulled away ...

... from our kiss to moan. For having been together in a romantic way for almost two months we really were both still woefully inexperienced sexually. That was not for want of trying, but a lack of privacy. We had kissed and touched over clothes when alone with each other in our rooms, but Simone had one older brother and two younger ones, while I just had a younger sister. We could never be sure we wouldn't be interrupted at either house, so had some dates out on the town, but again still had to pretend we were just friends. Last week when we went to a nice dinner at a good restaurant was the most erotic thing we'd ever done. Quietly in the public restroom I went into a stall with her and made out until I went down on my knees to get my first view and lick of her pussy. Simone was to scared of someone coming in to cum and stopped me before I got very far, but kissed me afterwards like it was the best gift I ever gave her. Thinking about that I decided that it was her turn to return the favor. We had both rubbed our tits and clits a few other times, but always with clothes on and ready to cover up at a moment's notice. I longed for more. I needed it. I pulled up my own shirt quickly, forcing Simone to momentarily remove her hands as I discarded the garment. Before she could go back to work on them again though I reached behind my back as I said, "I want you to suck on my tits." Then I popped the snap and shrugged my heavy jugs out into the cool basement air to harden my nipples. "My ...