I retreated to my room, and let them have the house to please themselves. Emma had blond hair, soft brown eyes, and really tight hipster jeans on. I couldn’t take my eyes off them, and wanted more than anything to touch them. They required no imagination, and her nipples pointed through the top. For a sixteen-year-old girl, she had very big breasts. She had a white cotton, sleeveless, button-up top on, and no bra. The reputation came from her lusty, sultry, sexual attractiveness, and the mean gossip of boys she’d rejected and jealous girls. It wasn’t true she was as virgin as the rest of them. Laura also had large breasts, (which at sixteen are always perfect – no imperfections normally associated with huge breasts – just youthful and fresh), and Tracy was the one with the reputation for being experienced. Michelle was the model with small, perfect breasts and long legs that went all the way up and Philippa was the girl with huge breasts and long, straight red hair like Nicole Kidman. My sister invited five of her friends over. My parents had gone away for the weekend with my younger siblings, and my sister, who was nearly 17, was having one of those girlie sleepovers, where they do each other’s hair and manicures blah blah blah. My first group sex experience was when I was fifteen.
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