He is a great kisser. His hands were all over me, touching me in all the right places. He simply couldn't get enough of my tits. I finally couldn’t ...stand it anymore. I whispered into his ear to put his hands into my panties and get me off. He did it just right, gently circling my clit, inserting the tip of his finger just a little bit. I came violently. I then touched the bulge in his sweat shorts. He was rock hard. I pulled down his shorts to set free eight inches of steel. Beautiful, veiny, a. In fact with his time spent on the swimming team resulting in his body being fit and lean, combined with his boyish charm, dark eyes, black hair and attractive features he had been very popular with the girls. Here, though, they didn’t look at him twice.Except for two girls, the only friends he’d managed to make.He looked up from his book as a pair of bags were set down on his otherwise vacant table, he smiled, recognizing the pair, Brittany, and Katie, the red haired pair of twins who had. Mrs. Taylor was pretty, slim with pert breasts and a nicely trimmed snatch. Mr. Taylor was well-built, but not as toned as Chris or James, and I could see he was well endowed. This summer was just getting better and better.I whispered to Matt, “we can do this anytime. We need to jump on those two right now.”Matt let me up and I sort of ran—God was I eager—up to Mr. Taylor. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and then I noticed how big his cock really is. I think I may have even yelped or said. By the time I reachedschool, vagina still intact, I was happy and bubbly again, ready tomake every moment of being a woman memorable.I hoped I would, any way.I suffered through homeroom and first period biology where a cute boynamed Shawn tried desperately to look up my dress without seeming too.I knew he was trying but Bobby is my only man so I kept my knees primlytogether, only giving him a quick flash at the end of class when I gotto leave. I couldn't help it.Second period I had Advanced.