Debbie is what you would call a very outgoing girl. Her shoulder length wavy blond hair is almost not noticed because of her huge natural 38 DD tits. She likes to brag that she had cleavage in the sixth grade and would drive her teacher nuts by wearing low cut blouses to school. Her dad didn't want her to, but she would change at school and he would never know. Her ass was perfectly proportioned, and her flat stomach accentuated the rest of her body. She was a natural blond, and she kept her pussy shaved with just a small strip like an arrow pointing to the promised land.
She sucked her first cock at age 18 in the Library of her high school. Eddie Swartz was the geekiest kid in school, but it was rumored he had blossomed in his pants like Debbie had in the chest. One Saturday afternoon, with special permission from the librarian, they had met in the Library to work on a paper together. Except for the librarian, Debbie and Eddie were alone in the book filled room. They sat across the big wooden table working on a report together when out of the blue Debbie says, "I hear you have a big one."
"A big one what?" Eddie asked.
"You know, a big cock." Debbie said, never letting her gaze leave his beady brown eyes.
Eddie swallowed hard. His cock was already semi-hard from staring at Debbie's tits when he thought she wasn't looking. "It's bigger than the other guys in the locker room." He replied with more than a little bravado.
She smiled, "Prove it."
By now Eddies young cock had grown to full mast, and he was feeling uncomfortable. He looked at her sheepishly and more than a little embarrassed. He stood up, and the bulge behind his zipper was very apparent. She reached out to touch it, but the librarian came around the corned and Eddie sat down quickly, he moaned because it hurt badly. The librarian, a woman of 150 years or so, smiled and said, "I'm going to lunch, Eddie, can you and your friend be alone for an hour or so? I'll lock the door so no one else comes in. I hate to make you two leave, you've been working so hard."
Eddie heart was pounding because he was almost caught doing something his mother would definitely not approve of. "Sure Mrs. H. that's cool. Debbie and I will just work here."
"Fine." Replied the old lady. "I'll be back in an hour."
"I want to suck it," Debbie said in a whisper almost before the old lady had left.
"What?!" Eddie almost couldn't reply.
"You heard me."
In a moment of bravery Eddie stood, and walked gingerly towards the front door. It was glass and covered with white butcher paper. The paper had school 'graffiti' saying things like "Go Mavericks" and "We're Number One!" as were the other large windows facing out to the empty campus. Eddie pulled back slightly on one of the papers and watched as Mrs. H., cane in hand, walked slowly around the corner and off of school grounds.
He smiled broadly, and turned back towards Debbie. He said, "She's..."
But his sentence was caught in his throat. Debbie stood next to the table, her shirt and bra sat in a clump on the stained brown carpet. Her large breast heaved with each breath, and she said matter of factly, "I saw you staring and thought you might like to see all of them."
Eddie's mind reeled as he stared at his hearts desire. He slowly walked toward her, covering the 12 feet or so distance in what seemed like hours. He had been trying to get a glance of Debbie McGruff's tits since the 6th grade. Always darting his eyes away when she would catch him looking. Now here they were, in all their glory. Her tan line barely above her small red nipples. The triangle of the fabric had done a fine job of concealing next to nothing. One time last summer, when he and about 50 other kids were swimming in the school's pool, he stared enough to give himself a painful hard-on. She was standing with her back to him, talking to her friends in the late afternoon sunshine. The sun in her face, had lit her wonderful globes in a golden light. He could see the side of her breast and fantasized about them until he realized his predicament. He had been in the water just hanging onto the side of the pool. Thinking quickly, he grabbed his towel, and walked as well as he could back to the locker room where he locked himself in a bathroom stall and stroked his 8 inch cock till he shot his load into the toilet.
Now, here she was, half naked and asking to suck his, Eddie Slane's cock! He stopped in front of her, and reached out eagerly taking each breast into his hands. They were so HEAVY! She sighed loudly as he began massaging each globe, softly at first, then with more force, marveling at how she reacted to his touch. Her nipples grew stiff in his fingers, and he bent down to take one in his mouth. He smelled her lilac perfume and almost lost his load. She grabbed his head burying his face in her ample breasts. Sucking feverantly now, he laid her back down on the book-covered table. Quickly, he swept his arms across the polished wood, knocking King, Twain, and others onto the floor.
