"I don't know Chrissy, I've never done this before."
Ben was sitting down on his girlfriends bed looking at the floor.
"All couples at least fondle, there's nothing wrong with that."
"That's not how I was raised, I'm not like that."
Ben, being raised in a strict Southern Baptist background all 18 years of his life was feeling really weird about the situation taking place. When he started dating Chrissy six months earlier, he had no idea how forceful the twenty year old could be. This was not something he was used to, not only because he was a Christian, but also because he was, well, fat, and deemed "unattractive" by most of his female peers.
"I disgust you don't I?"
She pouted. She, being a little on the chunky side herself, had a little bit of a self-esteem problem.
"No, Chrissy, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever known, you could never disgust me."
"Then touch me!"
And with one fluid motion, she took off her shirt unleashing her fleshy, unconfined, 38DD breasts. Ben at first stared at the floor, wanting to look, but knowing he shouldn't. But she grabbed his head and turned it towards her. He eyes locked to hers and he didn't even glance at her wonderful breasts.
"Don't you love me?"
"You know I do, but I can't do this."