My being small is not a medical thing. I am not a dwarf or a midget, though my school nickname of choice (not my choice) has become ‘Midge’. Mom h...s asked Dr. Wombaugh, my pediatrician about it, and I am just, in the doctor’s words, “a late bloomer.” As I’ve said, life sucks.Maisie, on the other hand, is all normal. She is only a year older than me, but she has had boobies for a couple of years, literally years. And now she is all big head because this past year they have gotten impressively. "Damn right," he snarled. Or mock snarled. I really couldn't tell.It was extremely off-putting. He pulled a tube of K-Y warming gel outof his night stand, and began lubing himself up. "Are you ready,bitch?" 'Bitch?' OK, someone needed some help. Big time. But, Iforgot all about it as soon as he started penetrating me."Oh god!" I moaned. "That feels so good. Keep going. Keep going."And he pumped harder and harder. "Yes, ohmigod. Don't stop," I said,arching my back and bucking my hips in rhythm. I was really hard now and couldn't believe what I had just saw with my eyes. She looked amazing and I never wanted her more than I ever did at that point. I took the towel over to the bathroom and hung it on the handle. Told her that it was okay and that the towel was there to cover herself. She opened the door slightly took the towel and wrapped herself up. I was walking back to the table when she came out again and apologized immediately. I saw her run her eyes up and down all over me and. Was he going to try to fit that thing inside me? I wasn’t sure if my vagina could handle it. I flipped over onto my back and scooted myself so that my head could lie on the armrest.“Let me try to suck it again,” I said, trying to spare my vagina.“I have another plan,” he said, and I was all but certain he was going to impale me with his cock. My anxiety waned as he crawled on top of me and straddled my chest, plopping his heavy meat between my creamy white breasts. Man, he loved those things. I.