Audrey turns her head and kisses me on the cheek. "That feels so good." She whispers in my ear. I keep rubbing the lotion onto her titties. But all...of a sudden Audrey sits up straight then stands up. "I am so sorry I just realized I was getting lotion on your shirt." She tells me. Audrey walks around me while I am still sitting on the ottoman and pulls my T-shirt off. I never wear a braso my tits were exposed. Embarrassed by my lack of a suntan and my little breasts I hold my hands over. She was about 5’6′ and 145 pounds. She had friends to hang with, but no one close other than me. I was asked by a few people why I hung out with her. My usual reply was ‘for more reasons than you’ll ever know’. This girl knew me. Almost as well as I knew myself. I didn’t bother ever lying to her. She would know instantly! Sure I teased her a lot and she teased me. But she would know in an instant if I ever meant to hurt her or lie to her. We both dated other people in high school. I saw her. The dress slipped over the tips of her swollen nipples. I moved it carefully over her head.Her hands came up to help slip it over her ears and in these few moments I relished the sight of her breasts, so passionately pink and turgid that the nipples were angled towards the ceiling.Together we'd gotten the dress off her. I flung it aside, she fluffed out her hair with her fingers, shaking her head to make the damp strands swirl around her neck."Now you," she said urgently. Already her hands were. Then she again adjusted my dick in position, and then I pushed a bit harder to get it in.It was about an inch in when I felt the resistance from her hymen. We both looked at each other. Her laughing stopped, and she looked a bit tensed. But she nodded. So I again pushed it harder, and it went halfway in, tearing her hymen.A tear rolled from her eye. I stopped there to comfort her and kissed her on her cheek. After a moment, when I sensed she was ready, I again pulled and gave a shot in. Her.