School, while she'd never been FAT, E-Beth had certainly been carrying around a Lot of excess weight. She wasn't naturally heavyset. In fact, both her parents were in pretty good shape for their age. It was just that she didn't care before. What did it matter? It's not like she was trying to attract guys. At least until she met me.

For some strange reason that I still don't understand, some simple kindness from me during her Junior year had given E-Beth the reason she needed to watch her weight.

She'd lost eight pounds during the last semester of her Junior year alone. But I hadn't noticed, and that had driven her to work extra hard. She learned to say ‘no’ to second helpings. She learned to stop eating when she was satisfied instead of continuing until the plate was empty. And she started jogging. Nothing too extreme, but the pounds began falling off.

By the day of her Senior Prom, E-Beth had dropped 15 pounds just through healthier living. And she was looking pretty good. She looked good enough and I'd had such a great time on Prom night, that when I got back to school, I'd brushed off Chloe's senior friends and even a couple of passes from Nataliya, Danielle's beautiful bisexual friend.

I wanted E-Beth. And I was willing to save myself for her.

We got together as soon as school finished and I returned to my hometown for the summer break. E-Beth and I went from ‘dating’ straight to ‘committed relationship’ almost immediately. Now, at the end of her last summer before college, E-Beth had become HOT. She'd lost more weight, she was down to a size 4, and she was loving it.

The best part for me? E-Beth hadn't lost much in the breast department.

34DD. I had some of her bras to prove it. And it was those heavenly tits that I was thrusting into right now.

E-Beth was flat on her back, smiling at me and holding her mouth open in anticipation of my load. Her hands pressed her cleavage together in a tight tunnel while I pumped back and forth, and I knew I was moments away from eruption. She was still inexperienced at blowjobs and sometimes couldn't get me off that way. But without fail, letting me fuck her tits always brought about a messy conclusion in quick order.

“Oh, fuck, Elizabeth. I LOVE your tits..." I was sweating with the exertion, but my body was speeding up. I pistoned in and out of her tits at a rapid pace, and then with one final thrust I let everything go.

For some strange reason that I still don't understand, some simple kindness from me during her Junior year had given E-Beth the reason she needed to watch her weight.

She'd lost eight pounds during the last semester of her Junior year alone. But I hadn't noticed, and that had driven her to work extra hard. She Learned to say ‘no’ to second helpings. She Learned to stop eating when she was satisfied instead of continuing until the plate was empty. And she started jogging. Nothing too extreme, but the pounds began falling off.

By the day of her Senior Prom, E-Beth had dropped 15 pounds just through healthier Living. And she was Looking pretty good. She looked good enough and I'd had such a great time on Prom night, that when I got back to school, I'd brushed off Chloe's senior friends and even a couple of passes from Nataliya, Danielle's beautiful bisexual friend.

I wanted E-Beth. And I was willing to save myself for her.

We got together as soon as school finished and I returned to my hometown for the summer break. E-Beth and I went from ‘dating’ straight to ‘committed relationship’ almost immediately. Now, at the end of her last summer before college, E-Beth had become HOT. She'd lost more weight, she was down to a size 4, and she was loving it.

The best part for me? E-Beth hadn't Lost much in the breast department.

34DD. I had some of her bras to prove it. And it was those heavenly tits that I was thrusting into right now.

E-Beth was flat on her back, smiling at me and holding her mouth open in anticipation of my load. Her hands pressed her cleavage together in a tight tunnel while I pumped back and forth, and I knew I was moments away from eruption. She was still inexperienced at blowjobs and sometimes couldn't get me off that way. But without fail, letting me fuck her tits always brought about a messy conclusion in quick order.

“Oh, fuck, Elizabeth. I LOVE your tits..." I was sweating with the exertion, but my body was speeding up. I pistoned in and out of her tits at a rapid pace, and then with one final thrust I let everything go.

We both could actually see the head of my cock expand before it began spitting wads of cum all over the place. The first jet created a line of semen from her forehead and down the bridge of her nose. The second splashed straight into her gaping mouth. And then her hand took over, jacking my shaft as she formed a pearl necklace around the upper slopes of her chest.

“Mmm... yummy..." she moaned.

I smiled happily. She really meant it.

“What am I going to do when we're separated at school?" I moaned.

“I don't think I can live 24-hours without coming into contact with these delicious breasts."

E-Beth smirked, an odd look with her cum-covered face. "So I'1l kick my roommate out."