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My Best studies ever

... this is end game. Those bared breasts, small and wonderful indeed, the first real ones I have ever seen. The world seemed to cave in around me, my eyes just remained fixated upon them. Oh my heavens above! Step by step she undressed me and herself, letting me teasingly see each portion of her body – breasts, thighs, and shapely legs. When she slid down my drawers I was absolutely terrified, waiting some comment or laughter that would come from how small of size and such I am. Nothing like that happened, just her teasingly tapping her finger on it, causing it to spring up and down some with each little whack. I still cannot believe this is actually happening to me. Then watching her slowly ease down her panties, one teasing finger-width at a time just showed me how little about women I really understood; here she was, a wonder of nature wanting to have sex, and me clueless as to what to really do at all…then something unexpected happened, she turned around and bent over, sliding her panties down the rest of the way, all the while letting me see her vagina. I felt like I was about to faint, my head was spinning, while old heart was thumping so fast the whole house must be shaking as in an earthquake. When she looked back over her shoulder she just giggled softly, teasingly, apparently having done this just to get such a reaction from me. Now the building blush on my face must have turned so red that I was glowing like a signal light; I just stammered and stared. I have wanted ...

... to see a girl’s womanhood for real, for so long and dreamed of what it would be like…and now I am on the edge of fleeing in pure panic! She came to stand in front of me again, one hand behind her back while the other caressed again along my chest and arms, then over my shoulders and neck. “Benjamin, aren’t you going to say anything or just stare with your mouth hanging open?” “Uh, uh, uh…” oh man, how big of an utter idiot I was making myself into, “…you’re beautiful indeed…” She came next to me, turning about and began stroking my body with her own, and taking hold of my hands, to wrap them about her body as she continued her dance. Reaching behind her she encompassed arms around my neck, drawing me down closer to her. “Now Benjamin, just gently – very gently mind you – kiss me on the neck a couple of times.” I did as she instructed, the salty taste of her skin enticing and heady; while the sight of her pert breasts, nipples flush and erect excited me as much as her body swirling in contact with mine. Never have I experienced any emotions like this, and it scared me. I wanted to do everything just right, and yet I knew I would not be able to with this divine vixen of a goddess here in front of me. “Benjamin, it’s alright, we just take it one step at a time tonight.” Her one hand came to encompass mine, and she slid it up her body, from abdomen to her breast and gently cupped it over its size. “Now,” she told me, “just gently stroke it, don’t squeeze as that hurts too much ...