Eventually, we left the bed for good. Since we typically shower (often together) at night, we got dressed and went out to a favorite French restaurant...for breakfast before launching into our previously-laid plans for the day. From time to time throughout the day, I would think about the many red marks upon my chest, covered by my sweatshirt and jacket, they were visible to no one, yet all day long, it seemed as if whenever my girlfriend looked at me, she looked not at my face, but at my chest…. Kirsty was a late bloomer and had gone unnoticed by everyone for the whole 3 years we'd been in high school until she returned after the summer holidays looking stunning. With her slim waist, long legs and perfect little tits and perma hard nipples you could see right through her shirt, she was definaltey turning heads...and she knew it. All the lads (and probably some of the lasses) in our class were always ogling her and every now and again we'd be rewarded with a little flash of the white. ..” I didn't want to name anyone because I didn't want to stir up any tension or rumors or anything. I was buzzed, but not too drunk to not have a filter. “I don't know, it's just that... horny guys, you know.”We were done cleaning, and she threw our towels in the hamper.“No, I don't know,” she lied, lied, lied. “How do you know? Someone's told you?” She feigned innocence, and not well.“Hey, all guys our age are horny, okay, And you have to know, you're … I mean, guys would...”“What guys?” I. I could feel her tough wrapped around mine. I let down her long blond hair from her ponytail. We took off each other’s clothes while making out like teenagers. When only the underwear was left I lifted her up. She let out that adorable giggle again and kissed me while I was laying her down on the “bed” (It was more of a bench with pillows on it.) I was laying over her and kissed her neck. I went down to her boobs. Then her stomach. When I got to the panties gave her a little kiss through the.