1. Boy Magnets


    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: kinghut, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    crying, but I was actually very excited." "I've always wondered what it was like to have big ones like yours." "I've always thought yours are very firm and nicely shaped. You're lucky." "The nice thing about them is that they're perky and I can go without a bra. I just wish they were a size big- ger." I thought about my breasts on the way back to school. When I look at myself in the mirror they look big and soft and and round, nicely shaped and smooth. Would Bobby like them when he saw me naked? They do sag a little; and you know, like any woman, once I am com- pletely undressed I feel a little exposed. They are certainly big enough and enough men have complimented me on how good they feel that I felt pretty secure that he would enjoy touching them. And I would probably be his first woman, probably the first woman or girl he had ever seen completely naked close up. If I went through with this. Was I going to? I never consciously made up my mind, but after class later that day I cornered Bobby and asked him about the overdue assignment which he had promised to hand in Friday. He apologized and asked for an extension. "Maybe I could give you some help with it, if that would make it easier? If you want to show me what you've got I'll go over it with you," I said. "Uh, thanks, sure, I guess." He didn't seem the least bit unhappy with the idea. Being alone with his crush probably didn't sound bad at all. "When are you free during the day?" "Second period." "That doesn't work for ...
    me. Are you free after school tomorrow?" "Yes." "Well, stay after school and bring your project and I'll see you here after the last class." And thus I started down the road to being a statutory r****t. The next morning I took extra care with washing my hair and applying my makeup. I wore what I consider a very attractive little black dress, with a scoop neck and a lowcut semi-pushup type bra. They don't make pushup bras in my size and this one was about a half-size too small, which makes you spill out a little over the top. Over that I wore a very light sweater that I hoped wouldn't get too warm and make me perspire, because it was going to have to cover me up until school was out. It was a long day, and I did perspire, slightly, but the fan in my classroom helped. I unbuttoned the sweater at one point and there was so much of me hang- ing out I had to quickly button up again. I looked like one of those wenches on the covers of the bodice-ripper books. If Principal Conway saw me he would either send me home in the middle of the day, or ask me for a date. I felt sexy. During fourth period it was all I could do not to stare at Bobby. I deliberately looked away and avoided call- ing on him, although he seemed to be looking at me a lot. I turned my back while he was walking out at the end of class so I wouldn't have to interact with him. And after the last class, after the last student had left and I was all alone in the classroom, there he was. I wiped my brow and casually took ...
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