I want to relay a story that happened last year.

I had just broken up with my girlfriend Jenny.

Then, one of her best friends, Nancy, whom I had seen only a few times, began calling me to make sure that I was not depressed. She would invite me to go to movies or dinners with her to keep me occupied. When we went out, she sometimes accidentally brushed her large breasts against my arms or my back, which felt extremely good. One night, the weather was terrible and we decided to eat in by ordering pizza.

For some reason, our conversation turned to Jenny and Nancy told me that Jenny had gotten implants.

I could not believe it. Jenny had the nicest breasts I had seen--34C, round, and nice pink nipples. They were sensitive, firm, and nice to the touch.

Nancy told me that Jenny had gotten the implants because she was jealous of Nancy's pair of 36D breasts. She then told me how to differentiate the real ones from implants. To pass time, we decided to play cards, and to make it interesting we decided the loser would remove one item of clothing. Luck was with me that night. I won the first hand, and Nancy removed her sweater.

I won again, and off came her socks. Then her blouse.

Then I lost and removed my T-shirt. Then I won again, and off came Nancy's pants. Now she had only her bra and high cut panty. I won again, and realized why Jenny was jealous of Nancy. Nancy's breasts were just works of art.

At this time, my thingy was getting hard and Nancy seemed to have noticed it. She lost again, but refused to remove her panty. I told her that was unfair and suggested that she allow me to do something to her, which she tacitly agreed. I leaned forward and slowly kissed her left nipple, moving my tongue in a circular motion.

Her nipple became hard.

I then switched to the right breast, and she let out a soft, almost inaudible moan. Then she stopped me, and we played another hand. I lost and removed my pants, which made my erection a lot more obvious.

I won the next hand, and again she did not want to remove her panty.

So I asked her to sit on my lap and began to rub her softness through her panty with my right hand and massaging her left breast with my left hand. Again, she let out a soft moan. After awhile, she began to move her hip, which made my thingy even harder.

I then pushed her panty aside and began rubbing her personal place.

She began to get quite wet. I then inserted one finger into her softness. She began to moan louder and begged me not to stop. I inserted a second finger and began moving in and out rapidly. She began panting and her breath became shorter. She also started to gyrate her hip, which made it much more difficult to keep my fingers in her now quite wet softness. Finally, she let out a loud yell, became limp, and leaned back against my chest. But I was not done.

I proceeded to remove her panty, without any resistance from her this time. I then slipped off my boxer brief, lifted her up a bit, and sat her down on my erect pole. As it glided into her, Nancy began moaning again, this time much louder.

I was in heaven, with both my hands on her luscious breasts and my thingy gliding in and out of her tight but well lubricated softness. After a few minutes of this, I could not hold back any more, gave her tits one more sqeeze, and came inside of her.

When she felt the hot eruption inside her, she shuddered uncontrollably and collapsed on me again.