When we finally got off the elevator we ran to my room. We were giggling like kids. My hands were shaking so hard I barely got the card in the slot and the door open. As soon as the door shut behind us, I grabbed Stacey and just dropped to the floor, taking her with me. We were both still giggling.
“There’s two perfectly good beds right over there, you know,” she teased. She was on top of me, straddling one of my legs. It was just like that first time on the hockey field and the memory made my belly feel warm.
We both kicked off our shoes. “Beds later, right now I want boobies.”
“You have boobies. Superboobies.”
“I want yours, dummy. Now gimme.”
She smiled and I helped her wriggle out of the thick, black fleece top she was wearing. She had a green t-shirt underneath that came off with it. She was naked from the waist up.
“No bra?!” I marveled, sliding my hands up and down the soft skin at her sides.
“Couldn’t decide what underwear to wear for you so… I’m commando.”
“Completely?!” When she nodded, I gasped, “Pervert.”
“Maybe,” she grinned, “but I’m your pervert.” Before I could get my hands on her chest, she pulled up on my gray sweater and white tank top. I had to tuck my chin in to help her get them over my head. I was wearing a brand new bra – it had a white and blue camouflage pattern. I picked it out just a couple days before because I wanted to surprise her with something new. She’d been through my underwear drawer a million times.
“Whoa! That’s hot.” She traced her fingers along its bottom edge, and it tickled in a wonderful way. “Sporty and sexy.”
“That’s me,” I grinned.
“I love it. But can I take it off?”
“Please.”
It was a front clasper – she had it off me in a second. And then she was staring at my naked chest for the first time. My boobs didn’t move much. I don’t think they’ve figured out gravity yet. They just kinda stuck straight up there like they usually did. Plus, I was nipped out like crazy.
“Oh, Heather,” she sighed, just staring at my giant boobs.
“What?”
“They’re… wow… I mean… wow… Can I?”
“You can. I want you to. Anything you want.” I smiled and reminded her, “What’s mine is yours Berry, you know that.”
Stacey dropped her head down. She skipped the touching step and went right to licking. When her tongue hit my boobs for the first time I wondered if I could ever go back to guys. She didn’t just attack my nipples like some dumb horny boy. She licked my boobs all over lightly, starting with the underneath part. It made me giggle and moan at the same time.
By the time she finally did get to my nipples, I was creaming in my shorts. There was a very good chance she’d make me cum just from doing that. Then she slid down my body. Her face was in my stomach. She unsnapped my jeans, grabbed them at my hips and started tugging them down. I felt her hot breath on my lower belly. And I dunno. I got scared.
“Wait,” I said, “Stace, I want to do everything tonight. I mean everything. But can we… can we slow down a little?”
Here’s the eighty-billionth reason girls are better than boys – she didn’t get pissed. She just smiled and said, “Sure.”