. What's it? Blue balls?" Wow, That sounded like a line some date had fed her in high school, and she still believed it. But maybe that was it. She wa... reliving an earlier time, before her marriage, before any experience.But behind that innocent statement was a desire to take it to another level. Conservative Beth was still not at all ready for actual sex, but naughty Beth could have her way with this guy, all the while telling herself she was simply helping his needs, while conservative Beth. We called it the ball buster but at least we only had to do it once per month, so it was somethign we learned to live with. Julie was on a normal nine to five schedule, so at 8am when I was going to bed she was usually just getting up to get ready for work. Most of the time I would wake her coming in. This particular morning it was 8am and I was dead tired. Climbing the stairs to my room, I noticed the (shared) bathroom door open but a sound of water running. I thought she had left a tap. She stands still and waits for him to make his next move. She feels a tickling sensation on one leg and shivers, feeling goosebumps rise all over her body. As it reaches her inner thigh she realizes its a feather tickling her skin. Up one thigh and then the other. Over her ankles, down her arms and across her collar bones. Anywhere she might be sensitive to the lightest of touches. As he teases her body, she gets more and more aroused. She can feel her pussy start dripping, the wetness seeping. It was late afternoon when we rode into the bayarea, we had decided that she should stay with some other chicks I knew in SF, I had to livein the dorms, my scholarship demanded it. So, I cruised over to the San Francisco end of the bridge, rode to a familiar address and walked her up to Suzie's apartment. Suzieand I went way back, we had become close friends over the past couple of years. Datedfor a while, but she was much older, in fact she was 27 and dated me when I was 15, shereally liked.