July 31st, 2010 | 
Author: Without waiting for a response, Debbie reached behind her shoulders and popped open a few buttons on the collar of her dress. With a few small shrugs, she quickly slipped her puffy sleeves off her shoulders. Pulling one arm completely out of her dress, she easily pushed the bodice of her dress down, uncovering her bra-clad chest.
The bra was cut low and made of light, silky material, leaving little to his imagination. Gazing at her, he was amazed to see how developed her tits actually were. The bra pushed her breasts together and up, creating cleavage not often seen on a girl of 16. Even so, it was obvious that Debbie was very well endowed, and the sight was not just the creation of the bra. It was a very pretty sight.
"So? What do you think?" she asked, quietly. "Do you think I'm...um...pretty?"
"Debbie, you're very pretty, but I don't think...." he started to protest weakly.
"Oh, come on!" she frowned. "I wanted to show you my bra! Would you like to see more?" He realized with an inaudible (he hoped) choke that she was serious.
Debbie reached behind her back again and quickly slipped open the back-strap of her bra. With one fluid motion, she shrugged the bra-straps off her shoulders and brought her fingers around the bottom edge of her bra beneath her armpits. With two tugs, she pulled the bra cups down, baring her developing breasts for him. He stared at the small, rosy-colored nipples which tipped each of her firm, pointed breasts. She was no longer close to gorgeous - she was gorgeous. Her breasts rose and fell as she breathed and her nipples looked as though they were actu- ally beginning to harden under his gaze.
"How's this?" she murmured. "I've never really just...you know, practically torn off my clothes like this before! I've been told I have a nice figure...and some guys I know like to squeeze my breasts...when I let them! What do you think?"
"I think," he began, his voice very low and tight. "I think that you are a very beautiful girl. I think you have a beautiful figure. And, I think you are too young to be undressing in my room."
"Really? You think I'm beautiful?" Debbie slid her hands over her breasts, covering her nipples. "I told you, I'm not exactly...a virgin. I've seen 'them' before, but I would really like to see yours..."
"What does 'not exactly a virgin' mean?" he asked.
She blushed and looked down at the floor for a moment, her hands motionless over her naked boobs.
"Well...I...I've never actually...um...y'know, been laid..."
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