Band Camp Betty

She’s such a stupid fuckin’ cock-tease, Tina thought bitterly. Thrusting those double d’s around all the time…

Tina continued exercising before the TV until she nearly collapsed. At that point, her head woozy and sweat gleaming over her body, she stopped.

She liked t-shirts and tank tops, denim jeans and shorts, none of it ever designer or too expensive. Generally, too, she preferred tight clothing: flaunting her body excited her, although she told herself she only did it because it was "funny" to mess with the boys at school.

Her small breasts bothered her more, and she still crossed her fingers in the hope that a late "spurt" would push her into at least a b-cup later on.

Her excitement built as she used a washcloth to soap up her body, especially when she realized he was rubbing himself through his pants. Finally she finished and stepped out of the shower dripping wet.

Her small breasts bothered her more, and she still crossed her fingers in the hope that a late "spurt" would push her into at least a b-cup later on.

Crossing the small room to a nightstand-turned-table she grabbed her smokes and stepped outside for some fresh air. The screen door slammed close behind her. She lit a cigarette once outside and began puffing away as she thought about school, her body and her boyfriend, in that order.

Now that the excitement had washed away any remaining shame from her, she used her slender fingers to pull down his underwear. Once again he lifted his butt up, and suddenly his hard penis popped out.

With her top off now she slowly peeled down her pants, making sure to bend at the waist rather than kneel. This sexy maneuver was both intended and instinctual: she couldn’t help it. As much as she knew she’d be regretting this later, right now she loved the rush it gave her!

Now that the excitement had washed away any remaining shame from her, she used her slender fingers to pull down his underwear. Once again he lifted his butt up, and suddenly his hard penis popped out.