Even the constant biting at my poor nipples faded into the background. At that moment I knew that I was hers; she could do *anything* to me. I would n...t be able to resist. I would not want to resist.I disentangled, and unsteadily rose to my feet. I reached out for Mistress's hand, and I led her through my house, up the stairs, to my bedroom.We fell back onto the bed, her on top of me. Her weight crushing me, her lips and mouth and tongue ravaging mine. I almost yelled with the pain of my. “All the other girls are staring at you. They're seeing how busty you are? They're all jealous.”“Of me?”My friend nodded. “This is just wild. Your mom's gone crazy?”“I don't know,” I said, too scared to mention the panties and the D word printed on them. I drew in a deep breath, my chest rising and falling. My breasts rising and falling. Boys groaned as they drooled over me.This was... incredible. I always wondered why girls want to show off their flesh and attract boys' attention. Now I was. “Is my pussy wet enough?” She asked.“Perfect,” Dan grinned, licking her juices off his fingers.“Fuck me for a minute, then I’m going to find my first fuck.” She laid down, and Dan couldn’t resist placing her legs, like a V, and licking her pussy.“You’re suppose to do that, after a guy has fucked me,” she smiled, scruffing his hair.She coaxed him up along her body, guiding his hard cock into her. She enveloped him like a sensual cocoon as he began to fuck his love.“Mmm, I love our fucking so. You slide off of the sofa and then turn around in front of me, kneeling on the floor as you slowly strip your blouse off. A mischievous grin spread across your soft lips, a longing look lingers in your eyes… Moving slowly still, you stand before me and crawl over me on the sofa, straddling me as my gaze wanders from your eyes and lips, down your neck, follows the soft line of your bra strap and the contour of the cups that hold your breasts in place, down your tummy and your naval and back up.