After the cookies were finished, we pulled out a tub of vanilla ice cream and made ice cream sandwiches, which didn't work very well because the cookies were still too hot, but they were quite tasty nonetheless. And afterward, Belle dragged me up to my bedroom and asked me to find my old Magic: The Gathering cards so I could teach her how to play.

By this point, I had NO IDEA what was going on, but I went along with it. She was pretty bad at the game. Not that she wasn't smart enough to pick it up - Belle was a straight-A student - but there are a lot of complicated mechanics involved and the decks I had built at that point were pretty advanced. No matter, she wasn't actually interested in playing for very long.

We were in the middle of our second game when Belle set down her hand, got up to her knees, and leaned over so she could kiss me. I had been so concentrated on my hand that I didn't even realize what was going on until her face was only inches away from mine, and once her tongue slipped into my mouth I forgot about everything else.

I promptly forgot about the game. I forgot about the cookies. And I forgot I was supposed to NOT be doing this because I thought of Belle like a Little sister.

ALL I felt were the fireworks of joy exploding in my mind and my heart as Belle... my Annabelle... kissed me.

We'd been sitting up playing cards on my bed, and Belle swept them aside without a second glance. She pressed me onto my back and straddled my hips, her tongue spearing down into my mouth over and again like a fish-hunting bird of prey. She mewled into our Lip-lock, her arousal quite evident. And then moments later, she sat up and ripped her sweater over her head.

I held my breath gawking up at her. Although she'd given me blowjobs both last night and this morning, Belle had remained fully-clothed for both of them. And while I'd seen her in her bra or in skimpy bikini tops that covered even less than her bra, the moment Belle unclasped her bra this afternoon and tossed it aside was the very first time I ever laid eyes on her perfect breasts.

Okay, I actually glimpsed them once before when Sam got all six girls to line up and flash me that one time. Still, this was my first chance to just stop and ogle away to my heart's content without any distraction, and I truly mean that Belle's breasts were absolutely perfect. She was a goddess scaled down, with perky 32D boobs that fit her frame perfectly (which to me meant being a Little top heavy). Let's face it: I Like my girls top heavy. Sam, Mari, and Naimh were flat out boobalicious with their big Double-Ds that overflowed my hands. Zofi's

D-cups were somewhat comic book disproportionate to her model-thin physique. Alice wasn't quite as skinny as Zofi, but her D-cups still seemed overly Large for her otherwise slender athletic frame.

Proportionally, Belle was just as top heavy as, say Zofi, but she was a petite Little doll so the volume wasn't quite up there with the others.

And while her boobs were definitely on the large side, they were just so firm and upright without a trace of sag that it seemed impossible that they weren't fake. But as soon as she pulled my hands to them and

I felt their pliant softness, I knew with a hundred percent certainty that they were indeed all real.

And I devoured them.

Belle moaned and groaned and whimpered my name while I gave her tits a tongue-lashing. I suckled and fondled to my heart's content. Very clearly, I'm a tits man, and I'd ended up with the most amazing circle of friends in that regard (or did the circle of friends lead to the fetish?). I made each pink nipple stand up and salute, and I bathed those beauties with love until she couldn't take it anymore and rolled off me.

“Take my pants off," Belle husked urgently, grabbing my wrists and directing them downward. "I wanna know what made Holly rave about how you were such a natural at eating pussy.”

With a grin, I eagerly leapt to the task, taking a firm grip on her waistband and jerking hard. I didn't quite get it right at first, having never before taken someone's pants off other than my own. The geometric angle of my arms to the direction of travel was a little weird at first, as was the fact that girls have hips, hips that are typically several inches wider than her waist, much like Belle's hourglass shape, not to mention her shapely ass. But eventually I figured it out and managed to drag both her pants and panties off together.

Belle was bare-shaven, not a surprise given some of the bikinis she'd worn over the summer. Of the BTC I was pretty sure only Alice, Mari, and Naimh had any pubic hair. Unlike Holly's welcome and waiting open labia, Belle's were tightly closed, as if symbolizing a pair of doors just waiting to be opened for the very first time. But I could see a thin Line of moisture secreting through from within, and after I parted her thighs out to the sides, I took a long lick through her channel from base to top.

“Ohmigawd," Belle shivered and moaned.

“Do that again."

So I did it again. And again. And again.

Little by little, Belle's flower petals opened up to me. Once she cracked open a few millimeters, I could even feel the hard nub of her clit near the top. And by flattening my tongue and firming it up, after a while I could even penetrate her pussy a couple of inches by pushing my tongue inside.

Belle announced her first orgasm when her fingers combed through my hair and suddenly yanked none too gently. I had often wondered if Holly overstated my cunnilingus abilities, buttering me up or otherwise attempting to boost my confidence so that I'd fuck her that much better afterwards. But if Belle's reactions to my oral attentions were sincere, I was two-for-two on the pussy-eating front.

I never asked Belle to teach me. I assumed she knew as little about eating a girl out as I did, even if she had her own box to play with. I pretty much just did the same thing I'd done to Holly, which was to read my lover's reactions and act accordingly.

Flicking her clit with my tongue over and over again definitely got her going, but just as with Holly, after a while the technique became predictable and I had to change it up. I switched to more of a sucking motion for a while, and then a few minutes later I flatted my tongue and sort of grinded it down against that little nub. And a few minutes after that, I pointed my tongue so I could swirl it around and around the circumference of Belle's clit.

“Ohmigawd, Matty..." she moaned every so often. "How are you doing this to me?"