In my mid teens my mom and moved in with her boy friend. He was older but very handsome and had a great personality. He enjoyed teasing me and flirting with me especially when mom wasn't around. I loved this and would do things to encourage it like wearing a low thin top and panties around the house when we were alone.

I was short and on the chubby side with a large bottom and 38E hanging boobs. I have very small feet which he always told me that forgot to grow with the rest of me. I was kind of rebellious with mom and especially when she went against what I wanted to do.

A big incident occurred when I was 16 where mom wouldn't let me go out with some friends. He told me to hang tight and when she went to visit her sister for the weekend he would he would let me go out. I never went to her sister's. We really despised each other.

When the time came he even bought me an outfit to wear. The top was almost backless and very low in the front. I would have to wear stick on cups which I had never used. I was so excited but quickly became frustrated because I couldn't get the cups to stick.I guess he couldn't find my size because they were small. I told him they wouldn't stick and he told me to go to my room and he would fix them and hand them to me through the door. So I went to my room took off my blouse. In a few minutes he stuck his hand around the door with one of the cups. I pressed it on and held it for a minute and he stayed. Then I pressed on the other cup.

I went out with my friends and everything went great until I got home and took my clothes off. I couldn't get the cups off. We I tried showering I got scared and ran to his bedroom and told him what was going on. He pulled on the cups and couldn't get them off He tried working his fingers between the cup and my breasts and still no luck.

I noticed that his male member was making a huge bulge in his boxers and then I became conscious of the fact in my panic that I had ran from the bathroom without and panties on.

Finally he went to his closet and got a bottle of something and eventually pulled the cups off. He massaged my boobs for a while all the time becoming more excited. It was getting to me also. It was my first oral experience.

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by Anonymous on Mar 17, 2015 at 9:13 AM

There's got to be more. What's the rest of the story.

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