We were naked, playing with each other’s bodies.My boobs pressing on his chest. His fingers exploring my new depths, kissing, sucking lips and tongu... fighting. All were too good for me to handle. I cummed again and wanted more. He was surprised at my stamina. Now he got on top of me, concentration diverted to my breasts.They got the attention that they deserved. He caressed them, pressed them, fondled them, and mauled them for 10 minutes. Like he was preparing dough for making a soft roti. He. I know I sure was impressed. It turned out that I noticed that several of the girls had developed a bit of a crush on me and every time they looked at me they seemed to have a dreamy look in their eyes. Or was it just hopeful thinking on my part? We'll have to see but I would never take any of them up on their infatuations.Our first actual performance was to be at an away game at one of the other schools in the conference. The ball players were loaded up in one of the buses with all their. She didn't respond at first, most likely shocked. She’s a pretty conservative girl but a hippy that works at Whole foods so you know she is at least Bi. Finally, gratefully, she kissed me back. She and I had never done anything. Sure I had seen her walking around the house in her shirt and panties, her large breasts always swinging free of a bra. I knew she liked men and had a boyfriend. I knew she was quiet, reserved and didn’t cause drama in our house. All these things contributed to the. “Sweetie, unless you saw some hair coming out of his pants pockets, I'm pretty sure that's not what you meant to say.”, I said, feigning jealousy. “Oh honey”, she teased, pinching my cheek. “He had a cute butt too. I was getting to that.” We both laughed as she handed the check over to me. “Wait a minute, I thought YOU were in charge of things”, I objected, looking at the bill. “I am in charge. Now pay the bill.”, she responded quickly, raising her eyebrows. I felt that instant rush of blood.