Suddenly, a boy I hardly knew came up behind me and began pressing his body hard against me. I could feel the hard bulge of his cock rubbing against m... ass, but I quickly escaped him... what I really craved was the touch of my girlfriend Jess. After about ten minutes, and many approaches by boys that I didn't want, I caught sight of her. Jess' light blonde hair danced around her as she rubbed her body against another girl who, I had to admit, sported a perfect set of huge (about 46DD) breasts. I wasn’t fit or thin, and when he took my shirt off, I must of looked worried or uncertain and he picked up on it, because he told me he loved what he saw and felt and wanted more. He kissed me again, this time with a little more urgencey, but still passionate. His hands went around my back and he unclasped my bra and took it off and looked in my eyes as he ran his tongue across my nipple and around it and I laid my head back and groaned with pleasure. It had been so long since I had been with. "Your clothes changed, you changed."Alexa whipped her hair and dropped down to me, inches from my face, "Still wanna fuck me?" Fuck her voice was so deep and sensual. I felt her leg, debating my options. I was seriously tempted. But how was this happening. The only thing that could do something like this was......the book!The brunette pressed her arms together, pushing up tits that weren't so sizable a moment ago mesmerizing me with the sexy cleavage. I reached up and cupped her sexy ass. They had known each other since high school, but the reason for their friendship was a mystery, even to them. He was a quintessential bad boy, with carefully messed hair, a leather jacket and a fondness for alcohol and drugs. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes, he was a few inches taller than Jenny, and his body was lean, but well sculpted. He was snarky and sarcastic, and went through women by the dozen. Nothing seemed to faze Dean, but he had a soft spot for a certain distance runner. One.