I was a tomboy and, growing up, I seemed to get along with boys better than girls. But when my classmates transitioned into dating and romances, I was left on the sideline. Even though I was now 18, I guess the guys thought of me as a tomboy, not as a woman.
I didn't have any girlfriends to confide in, but I did have a best friend, Tom. Tom and his older brother Pete were over at my house one day, hanging out. Getting my courage up, I just point blank asked them why the guys didn't seem interested in me.
"Well, I don't know," Tom admitted. "You have a great personality and," he cleared his throat, "you have a nice body." I blushed. I was proud of my body - I had always been athletic, but my breasts had blossomed in the past few years - my mother had teased me that every few months I seemed to need a new bra. I was now a 34G and my full breasts were topped with large, swollen areolae and thick short nipples that became long and erect when I masturbated.
"I guess we just think of you like a sister," Pete told me.
"Oh great!" I laughed. "I have to find a guy who is into incest!"
Pete laughed and then became serious. "Well, and you could maybe dress a bit differently," he added, then dropped his eyes from my gaze.
I began to get angry, but then I remembered he was only trying to help.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Tom jumped in. "Well, I remember when we were swimming last summer, it was the first time I had really seen your body properly," he stammered. "You sort of hide it under baggy clothes and it makes you look sort of fat. When we were swimming, it was really stunning to see how beautiful you are."
I smiled at his compliment and then I realized my bust line had probably grown a few inches since that last summer.
"Maybe the two of you can help me figure out which parts of my body to accentuate," I told them. I led the two brothers over to my bed and sat them down and then I closed the door so we wouldn't be disturbed.
"Don't say anything yet," I told them. I had a moment of panic, but then I decided to go ahead with my plan. I took off my baggy sweatshirt, revealing my plain white bra. Then, stepping out of my shoes, I removed my blue jeans, revealing my white cotton panties. I put my hands on my hips and stared at Tom and Pete.
"Um," Pete stammered. "I mean, it's all nice, I think." Tom nodded his head.
"Maybe this bra is too old-fashioned looking," I told them. Unclasping the three strong hooks in the back, I released the bra and removed it. My breasts tumbled out.
"Wow," Tom said. "I mean, if you really want to lose your virginity, I'd be happy to help out."
I smiled and pulled him to me, giving him a strong bear hug. Before he had a chance to rethink his offer, I was lifting his shirt over his head and kissing his chest. Tom loosened his belt and removed his pants and underwear in one motion. Meanwhile, Pete was sitting stupefied on the bed.
"I'm a virgin, so feel free to tell me what to do," I told Tom.
Tom eyed his brother Pete nervously. Pete had gotten off the bed and was also getting undressed. Tom began to speak but Pete interrupted him. "I'm a lot more experienced than Tom, so I'll show you the ropes," he told me. He was naked and his large cock was protruding from his body at a ninety-degree angle.
Pete led me away from Tom and positioned me on his knees. "It's important that you know how to suck cock," he told me. I opened my mouth and he began to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. "Suck on it," he instructed me, "and swirl your tongue around it."
As I concentrated on sucking Pete's cock, I felt Tom's hands on my breasts. He was squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. Pete ignored his brother and continued to thrust in and out of my mouth.
"Okay," Pete told me, withdrawing his penis. "It's your turn now." He placed me on the bed and began to lightly kiss my thighs. Tom took advantage of this opening to straddle my chest. He pulled my breasts together around his erect cock and tried to thrust, but there was too much friction.
"I have some body lotion on my counter," I told him. He clambered off of me and quickly returned with the lotion. He placed the cold lotion directly into my cleavage and I winced from the cold, but I didn't say anything as I didn't want to distract him. Meanwhile, Pete's kisses and fluttering tongue were moving closer and closer to my pussy. I sighed expectantly of receiving oral sex for the first time in my life. I had masturbated to orgasm many times but had never received pleasure from another person.
Helping Tom out, I pushed my breasts together and he began to steadily fuck my breasts. As he thrust into me, he reached out and gently pinched my nipples. Meanwhile, Pete was fluttering his tongue up and down my labia, occasionally grazing my clitoral hood. Involuntarily, I began to moan.