I was a tall girl for my age, 5' 10", very athletic, mostly from my father's side, as mum was shorted and plumper, big hips and so on. I was good at a...hletics, strong limbed and broad backed, but lithe with a good flat stomach and defined muscles, my facial features were of classic Scandinavian appearance, topped by long blond locks always worn in a braided fashion, which enhanced my girlish features, helping offset my tomboyish body.They say too much testosterone give you strong sexual urges. X-rated movies had never turned me on, but this was different, and I made up my mind to watch and see how far she would let him go. He slipped the strap of Mary's brassiere from her shoulders and lifted her tit from its cup. I could see that her big nipples were fully erect, and his face moved down to her tits, taking a nipple into his mouth. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted in a low moan, and she was holding his face to her tit while he sucked her. He moved up to kiss her again, and this. But she is no more capable of caring about this than she is of resisting it.And then it breaks over her like a hot tidal wave. She groans, buckles slightly at the knees, and is forced to place a hand on the table to steady herself. Her hips thrust rhythmically in time with the waves of ecstasy, and she is at once horrified and powerless to stop it.The blonde withdraws her fingers, but continues her soothing caresses of Stella’s buttocks. Slowly, Stella’s senses return. The sound of her own. It happens every day.’ ‘True…still not all those everyday situations end up like this…boy sits with girl in his car after dinner, totally content with each other’s company. A week ago we were strangers on the same flight. It feels different tonight.’ Diane chuckled. ‘And you think you know me?’ I shrugged. ‘I’m not competing with your friends or flat mates. They’ve known you for much longer. This night has shown me a lot though. If I knew you as long as they do, I’d know you much better.’ She.