But, I know it's just not the same.Why was I still a virgin?Well, I really got my figure later, around fifteen to sixteen, even then, I didn't get the...big boobs that seem so popular with boys. I'm a nice B-cup but no more.Also, I just didn't look to get fucked just to tell my friends I'd been done. No, with all the horror stories I'd heard about screaming and pain, blood, all that, I wanted someone gentle, caring, tender. A guy who would stop if I asked him to. How many would do that?And, I. She lifted her legs to my shoulders as I eased her open with my fingers, rubbing, teasing, licking as I went.I was just going to take my time between her legs and decided that I would remain there to give her two orgasms if I could. After all, she had been a total delight in her pleasuring of my body. And I was loving every moment of it.I did give her two orgasms that Sunday morning. I think she expected me to stop after the first one but I wanted to try to make her as happy as she had made me.. She moaned and wriggled. "Let's do it," she sighed. I was going to bone a sub-deb. It was hard to believe. She was a junior; I was a freshman. It did not happen."Here?" I asked, eagerly, feeling my arousal growing.She giggled. "I guess we could, but let's go up to my room. OK?"I followed her rolling butt up the stairs and into her big, lacy bedroom. She turned to face me and I ripped her light garment from her and tossed it aside. Damn, what a body, ripe and firm, toned and ready. I was quickly. I just noded.after lunch, we met in tv room at midnight, i was almost shivering with fear.she came sat next to me, asked what others are doing , she told they are all asleep, u dont have to worry .she placed her warm hands on my cheek , “ramesh kiss me”,she had her face in front of mine, could feel her warm breath on my hands.she opened her eyes”acha,ankhen band karo”(ok, close ur eyes)i closed my eyes,after that i felt like i was waiting for eternity before her soft lips touched mine.she made.