Chelsea had an athletic figure; she was short, but muscular, like a gymnast, and had a cute, firm butt, muscular arms and legs, and her breasts were a...ready beginning to develop nicely. I took her to the store and had one of the ladies fit her for bras, and it seemed like every six months, we had to repeat the process, because she was developing rapidly.She surprised me one day when she asked me what a “blowjob” and what “eating pussy” meant. She was aware, apparently, of oral sex; I had. So I was silent, standing with one hand on her belly just above her split, and in an uncomfortable state of mind.She broke the silence. “Do it as you do it to she.” “I don’t know what you mean,” I again stammered. “Yes yer do now.” “What has Martha told you?” “Nothing, but I knows.” And finding I was about to get on the bed, “Naw, naw, kiss it.” So I put my mouth down on to the hair and gave a loud kiss. “Naw,” said she, do it as you do it to she, I am a finer woman than she by long chalks;. When she stepped out of her car, she was absolutely gorgeous. I didn't know what to look at first. She had blonde hair, brown eyes, perfect lips, perfect boobs, a great ass, and perfect feet. She wore a red top that accentuated her breasts and tight jeans that fit every curve on her. What more could a man want, right?We checked in and went to our room and then my nerves kicked in. I didn't know what to do. I sat down on the chair and just watched her as she put her things down. At that. “If you want to, sure.” I informed her.She perked up and said “YES! I'll be upstairs when you're done cleaning up.” as she put her bowl in the sink. She headed up to my room and sat down playing a video game. She was sitting on the bed with nothing on. She said “Kiss me.” I walked over to her. I nelt down and began kissing her. She wrapped her arms around me. I started running my hands up and down her back. She told me “Lay down with me.” I took off my clothes and lay on the bed. She kissed me.