How can I explain what has happened in the last day and a half? I'm not really sure I can but in an effort to maintain my sanity I will try. I mean, it is so unbelievable that I sit here and wonder if I imagined it. Then I look at the mess in my room and realize that it really, really did happen. It wasn't some fucked up dream. I am so fucking sore and I know I'll have to see my doctor next week... but damn that was fun!
My name is Pam, I am eighteen and until just 36 hours ago I was a virgin. I'm not going to lie to you, I wasn't trying to lose my cherry. It wasn't even on my mind right now. I've always excelled in school and graduated High School at sixteen. I scored an academic scholarship to the State University and I am a junior now. I remained focused on my studies and avoided the party crowd. My focus was on getting my degrees early so that I could land a prime job and a lucrative career. Besides, I was never considered attractive or pursued by anyone, ever. I wasn't confused by it either. I knew that I was... well, if not ugly, at least homely.
The truth is that I am small for my age. I am very short and petite. With my braces and glasses I could easily pass for a girl several years younger. Because of this my Dad has been teaching me self-defense for most of my life. There are a lot of sick men out there who would love to snatch up a tiny thing like me. I stand four foot eleven and weigh only 90 pounds. My hair is brown and I wear in in a pixie cut. I am very fond of t-shirts, blue jeans and sneakers.
I have a decent but small apartment that I share with Barb. Like me she is kinda homely but Barb is plump. Each of her tits are as big as my head! Hell I don't even need a bra and she has this huge bust that she is always complaining about! Well I have to be truthful; I do wear a bra, and usually a padded one. Not because I want to look bigger than I am, but because I have the family curse. Permanently erect nipples. Mom, my sisters and even my Grandma (on Mom's side) and her sisters have it. And it's not just the nipple but the whole areola. They are what guys call "puffies". My areolas and nipples add more to my bust measurement than my actual breasts do! If I didn't do something to hide them they would really be obvious, distractingly obvious. And for a petite girl, that's not good... pervs and all.
So Friday afternoon as I was grabbing a burger and shake I turned too quickly and ran into Stephanie, a really tall senior girl on the basketball team, and the collision spilled my lunch all over the both of us.
"Aw shit!" Stephanie exclaimed.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I said. "I didn't see you."
"Didn't see me? How could you miss me? I'm six fuckin' feet tall!"
"Oh... yeah, I'm so sorry... I...I..."
"Listen, I don't know your name but all I hear are squeeky sounds coming from your pie hole so I'm gonna call you Squeeks, You got a problem with that?"
"N-no..." I stammered, totally intimidated.
"Aw fuck! This is a new shirt too and now it's ruined! Twentynine bucks! What are you gonna do about it Squeeks?"
"I-I-I don't have any money on me... but I do in my room, I could go get it..." I ventured.
"Wrong Squeeks, you might not come back... So WE will go get it, right?"
"R-right, sure..."
While we walked to my building I managed to look Stephanie over a little. Yeah she was six foot tall and slender. Athletic slender not skinny. She was wearing a school polo shirt (now adorned with ketchup, mustard and chocolate) and denim short shorts with cross trainers.She had red hair worn in a ponytail and her fair skin was dotted with freckles. Yeah she had an attitude, and maybe I deserved it, but I still realized that she was attractive enough to get all the dates she wanted, anytime she wanted. When we got to my room I had an idea.
"Listen, why don't you take that shirt off and let me loan you another? "
"What? One of yours?" she laughed.
"No my roomy, I know it'll fit..." And I pulled the identical shirt from Barb's closet.
Stephanie didn't hesitate to pull her shirt off and tried on Barb's then laughed again.."Damn! It's huge!" She pulled it off and checked the tag... "Fuck, 4XL! Is she fat or something?"
Now I really like Barb and rose to her defense. "No she isn't fat! She just has huge boobs!" I retorted angrily.
"Whoa calm down Squeeks.. I didn't mean it, just jokin' ya know?"
My mind was on the comment and without thinking I peeled off my soiled T-shirt and saw that the shake had soaked through and stained my bra too. "Aw hell It's even in my bra!" I whimpered. "And this is my favorite one too!" I tried unhooking the clasp but fumbled when I felt Stephanie gently push my hands away.
"Relax Squeeks, lemme help you... there ya go."
I turned and stood there looking at the stained bra for a moment when Stephanie slowly sank to her knees in front of me... her mouth hanging open.
"Oh my god..." she said I saw that she was staring at my nipples. Embarrassed I started to raise my hands but she stopped me, gently. "Don't.. Please, don't..." she murmured. "Squeeks... they're... beautiful. So damn beautiful..."
I stood there dumbstruck.
Slowly she extended her hand towards my chest and everything went into slow motion. My brain was screaming Run! Fight! She's a perv! Don't let her touch you! Wait! Why not? What's wrong with her touching me? Don't I choose who touches me? She's attractive, she has green eyes... why had I not noticed her green eyes? Damn she's really attractive...
Her fingers carefully touched my rigid nipple, gently probed around my puffy areola and oh so softly caressed my small breast. Her touch sent goosebumps all over me and my heart was pounding. Stephanie was caressing both breasts now and smiling. Slowly she started to lean forward and I realized two things: that she was going to put her mouth on me and that I wanted her to. Now up to this point in my life, my sexuality was almost nonexistent. I found boys attractive but had never even been kissed, and the idea of lesbianism was not alien (I have a cousin and Aunt who are) it was just not something that I considered. Now, suddenly, and without any doubt I knew that I wanted her to... to... Do what? What did I want from her?
The debate in my mind was interrupted by the feeling of Stephanie's mouth on my left breast. The sensation was exquisite! My knees were weak and my breath was coming in little ragged gasps. I closed my eyes and my head rolled back as a moan escaped my throat. Stephanie's mouth was sealed around my areola while her tongue tweaked my nipple for a moment then ran in circles around it's base. I felt feverish and dizzy. To keep my balance I instinctively reached out and held on to her. Steph moved over to my right breast and repeated her machinations. I realized that my fingers were running through her hair. Oh my god the feelings coursing through my body were intoxicating... hypnotic. Steph finally pulled her mouth free from me and I recognized guilt on her face.
"I'm sorry Squeeks, I-I..." she said as she stood. "I shouldn't have done that. I had no right..."
It was like someone else had taken over my body. It moved of it's own volition and my mind was a trapped passenger. I reached out and caught her wrist and in the blink of an eye I had her in a wrist lock, then an arm bar and then face first on the carpet.
"Obviously I can defend myself so if I had objected I could have stopped you... but the fact is that I liked it, I really, really liked it." I said as she got to her feet. "I-I want more. " I said. And then taking a gamble I reached out and put my hands on her waist and laid my head against her chest.
"Holy fuck..." was all she said.
I slid my hands up to her sports bra and hooked my thumbs under the elastic band. Steph raised her arms and sank back onto her knees as I peeled the bra off. I knelt facing her and looked at her boobs. They were really nice. There were tiny pink nipples in tiny pink areola perched high on nice pert mounds covered in freckles. I caressed them. They were firm and oh so warm and soft. I was thrilled and grinned.
"May I?" I asked.
"S-sure." she stammered.
I leaned forward and kissed her breasts. First one and then the other. I squeezed them and toyed with her nipples using both my fingers and my tongue the way she had done me. I liked it. Steph liked it too. She giggled at my fascination.