I was inexperienced and this wassuch a huge turn on. I felt her hand run up my leg and she ever so slowly ran her fingers over mybulge. I couldn’t b...elieve I was stood in the middle of 2500 people with my hand inside a bra ofsomeone I had never seen more than 20 minutes ago.It was such a fucking turn on. I continued to pinch her nipples alternately as I kissed her deeply, herhands running all over me. I took a look around, surprised that no one was watching us. I decided tobe a bit more daring. I reached up and dragged the material slowly down her hips, pulling it in a way that ensured the soft fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underwear was off and on the floor beside me, her bare, slick pussy directly in front of my face, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and said one, simple word that couldnt have meant more. Please., then she sighed and leaned her head back against the wall in anticipation. The first touch of my tongue against her sensitive. She was very nice to me and seamed very interesting.After that seems like a short time, she came over a lot. She even took me to my doctor one time, that was when he told me that I need to get to shots a day, but just for a little while. So mom started giving them to me. (I hated getting two a day). So things went along as normal for a while, (I guess I was around 15 or 16 now.) Now I started remembering things, like one day I walked up to mom and asked, "Who is Jim?"She said, "Oh some one that. Your weight would feel good on top of me, and your mouth would feel so good tasting my collarbone and my nipples and my stomach. My skin would be warm where you kiss me and tingly where I would want you to kiss me. You would reach the waistband of my skirt and I’d whisper to you to take it off. Your tongue would skim the lacy edge of my panties and I’d stroke your hair while mouthing ‘Please…’ My legs would fall open like a flower for you and your hands would sit on the tops of my thighs while.