Darren kept a close eye on Stephanie as he mowed row after row. He kept hoping she'd feel comfortable enough to toss the top aside and tan topless. He...slowed down, enjoying the delicious, somewhat forbidden thrill of watching Stephanie sun herself. Just as he was about to give up and move on to the other side yard, she tossed her bikini top toward the patio. Darren grinned as her nipples came into view. They pointed skyward, almost daring him to come wrap his lips around them. But he steeled. But instead she let them drowsily close, and began slowly kissing back as if encouraging me to continue. Those full lips that I had wanted only two nights ago where slowly massaging mine now and soon I felt her tongue power its way into my mouth. I welcomed it, and without having any experience in French kissing, began to dance around her tongue with my own, exploring her mouth as she did mine. The passion and force that she was using was turning me on more and more as my hands began wandering. Me: I guess, couldn't be any worse than mine. Why do you think you score should be lower than mine?Chad: It was a while ago and I'm not proud of it, nor do I want to talk about it.Me: Listen, we're friends, if you can't share with me, who can you share with?Chad: Well, you know how I told you about when I was going over to my friend’s house back home and messing around all the time?Me: yeah, I doChad: well, it wasn't always with girls; now can we just leave it at that?Me: Well, that's ok... I. But the look in her eyes told me that she was surprised and even excited at what I was doing and how I was doing it.When I gave the left nipple a quick, hard pinch followed by a syncopated pinch of her right nipple she gasped, “Oh YES.” I did it the way Colette had me do hers. She seemed just as surprised as I had been with Colette when she had acted so keenly when I picked it up so quickly. Though I was proud of myself for conquering my timidity and acting on something I was not sure this.