I was only in town for the one night, and Sonia had a one bedroom apartment. She was a friend of the family, so someone persuaded her to put me up for the night---it would be cushions on the floor, but in the high season the price of hotels was too much. There was no question of funny business. We'd never been close, and she didn't seem to go in for men friends. Could have been a les for all I knew.
So I parked my overnight stuff at Sonia's, and took her out for a night on the town---she wasn't well off, and she didn't get out much. I took her to a restaurant where there was a jazz combo, and we fed ourselves, and danced. Sonia was small, almost diminutive, dark haired, oriental sort of eyes, and a figure I'd never been able to see enough of to assess. Her tits were pretty small, I could tell that, and the rest of her was slim enough to go with her size. She was dressed in a tight fitting blouse with a sort of swirly skirt, and when I put my arm round her to dance with her, she came close to me and I could feel what a tiny waist she had.
"From what I can feel, you've got a pretty dandy figure," I whispered as we were dancing.
"You should have known me a few years ago," she said. "I used to belong to a health farm place, and you could have seen what it was like.
"You mean a nudist club?" I was amazed.
"Sure. I used to love basking in the sun. I've still got an overall tan."
"Sorry I missed it." And I meant it. "Sounds real sexy. You don't go there any more?"
She shook her head. "No time. I'm a busy woman. But there was nothing sexy about it. Just sunbathing, and mostly middle age people. Nothing sexy about them."
I let my hand wander over her back as we danced. There were no bra straps under her blouse. I moved lower, and let my finger tips stray lightly over one of her ass cheeks. I put my head down and took her ear lobe in my mouth and nibbled it. She drew her head away. "You've found my weak point. How did you know?"
"I didn't. I just felt the urge. Your ears are beautiful. I'm a lonely child, I need something to suck." I took her ear back into my mouth and sucked it gently, then put my tongue into her ear and explored. And all the time my hand explored the curve of her ass, pressing her pelvis close to me and probing with one finger between her cheeks. The music stopped, and we went back to our table.
"I think we'd best be getting back," she said a little breathlessly. "You're beginning to get to know me too well. And people are watching."
"There wouldn't be any people watching at home," I said, " "I might be able to get to know you better."
"The way you're carrying on, perhaps it's better to have people watching. There's no knowing what you might try if we were alone."
"That thought had entered my head," I said. "You can't blame me for trying."
Sonia looked sideways at me. "Just what had you in mind to try? I'd better tell you right now, I don't jump into bed with the first man who comes along."
We were sitting side by side at the table, and I moved my chair as close to hers as I could, so that I could whisper. "I wouldn't dream of asking you to jump into bed. I've got better things in mind."
Then she slipped up. "What on earth could be better?" she asked, and then tried to cover up. "In your mind?"
"Would you really like me to tell you? In front of all these people?"
"Just talk quietly. I'll stop you if necessary."
"First off I'd start chewing on your ear again, since it seems to do things to you," I began. "While I'm doing that I'd like to imagine I'm at that nudist club with you, seeing what all those middle age gentlemen could see. I'll move behind you, and while I'm nibbling your ear I'll see if I can keep your attention away from my fingers, which will be undoing the buttons down the front of your blouse. I know you're not wearing a bra, and I've a good idea you have the kind of nice small titties that drive me wild."
She interrupted me. "How do you know I'm not wearing a bra?"
"I was doing a little private investigating while we were dancing. Besides, I don't think your nipples would be pushing out your blouse like that if they were inside a bra---they're pushing out a lot more than they were, by the way. What d'you think that means?"
"It means you're getting me horny with all this dirty talk."
"Darling, this isn't dirty talk. This is love-making. I'd much rather be talking dirty, it'll get you horny much quicker."
"I've never had a man talk dirty to me," she said. "I haven't been around much. It sounds fun."
"If that's your idea of fun, darling, then we're going to make beautiful music. And if you're getting horny, then it's dollars to donuts your panties are getting soggy. You are wearing panties, I suppose?"
She nodded. "I suppose you wish I wasn't?"
"Not at all. Panties are the sexiest part of your clothes. They hide all the sexiest part of you, your clit and your cunt and your pussy lips. And they're so exciting to pull down. Particularly when your pussy has been drooling into them. But where was I?"
Sonia stared hard at me. I wasn't sure whether I'd been talking too dirty. "You were undoing the buttons of my blouse," she said. This chick was evidently interested enough to keep abreast of the situation. And that brings me back to breasts.
"So, I'll have to let go your ear because I want to be in front of you to take off your blouse. I'm so anxious to see those titties of yours, my y-fronts are getting as soggy as your panties. Tell me about your titties."
"They're tiny, really, I've always been ashamed of them."
"They're not tiny, they're just the right size for the rest of your body. You wouldn't want to have great bulbous boobs, would you? And what's to be ashamed of? Tell me more."
"Well, they don't need a bra, certainly. They're quite firm. Quite hard, really. They stand up nicely."
"What about your nipples? I've read that girls with small breasts have much more sensitive nipples."
"I don't know about other girls," Sonia said, "but my nipples certainly are terribly sensitive. They're quite small normally, but when I get worked up they swell up, and my aureoles swell up, and my whole breast seems to be hard and pointed. They're getting pretty worked up right now. It's all I can do to keep my fingers off them, I want to squeeze them and play with them."
"Wouldn't it be better if I squeezed them for you?"
She didn't say anything, just breathed hard and stared at me.
"Better still if I took them in my mouth and sucked them. Like I was sucking your ear. Sucked them and made them swell even more, and nibbled them with my teeth. So as soon as I've got your blouse off I'll suck first one and then the other. Would you like that?"
Again Sonia said nothing. But she didn't say no, and she was still breathing hard.
"Now the next thing is your skirt," I said. "I can hardly wait to strip you stark naked so I can see everything those dirty old men saw, but it's more exciting this way. Do you like to be stripped?"
"I've never been stripped. I've always had to peel myself."
"How about being naked, with a man looking at you? You liked that at the nudist club, didn't you? There wasn't supposed to be anything sexy about it, but I bet you loved them looking at you, lusting after you, imagining they were fingering the cunt you were flaunting at them. And when you got back home you played with yourself, didn't you, and thought about all those eyes staring at your tits and trying to see what was between your legs. Didn't you? Masturbate yourself?"
Sonia wasn't talking, but she was sure breathing hard, and her hand was covering one breast while she kneaded it slowly.
"You weren't really content to have them looking at you, were you? You wished they could take you into the bushes and do things to you. Dirty things you wouldn't dare tell the people at the nudist club about. You looked at their pricks, and wished you could grab hold of them and masturbate them and see what they looked like when you got them nice and stiff, didn't you?"
"You're depraved," Sonia said. "You're a pervert. You're disgusting. And you're right. There were plenty of young guys there, and I knew they were there just to look at the naked girls. I don't know how they managed not to get erections, I know my pussy was soggy most of the time. You're the first person I've ever admitted this to."
"Am I the first person to persuade you to talk dirty?"
"You certainly are! You've got me so horny I'm losing control of myself. I just want to be as depraved as you are."
"Well, while we've been talking I've hauled your skirt down to your ankles. Step out of it. Now you're naked all except for those cum soaked panties. Turn round for me, I want to feast my eyes on those buns. They felt so good through your skirt, I'll bet your panties don't hide much of them. Stand by to be ravished. I'm going to tear those flimsy things right off you. How's that? Now I can see those beauties in all their nakedness. And feel them. And kiss them. And put my hands between your thighs. And slide my hands all the way up to your crotch. Open your legs. Stand with your feet wide apart. Now your thighs are pulling your little cunt hole open so my fingers can slip inside and play. I bet it's a tiny cunt, but I bet it's all wet and slippery. Am I right? Talk dirty to me. Tell me about it."
"I guess it's fairly small because I'm small," Sonia said. "But this dirty talk is exciting me so much, my cunt's sopping wet and my thighs want to open by themselves."
"Do you like the feel of my fingers probing inside your cunt hole?"
Sonia gritted her teeth.
"Would you like to feel them diddling your clit?"
Sonia shook her head. "This isn't fair. You're making me say things I had no intention of saying."
"That's what talking dirty is all about. Tell me how your clit feels now. Tell me what you want me to do to it."
