We'd first met on New Year's Eve, then again a few weeks later at the sort of late teens party that ended with a quick snog, and a grope if you were lucky, and running for the last bus. Such were the 1970s.

We met again in February but hadn't progressed much from our initial encounters by that warm Sunday afternoon in April when we went for a walk. I remember how quiet everything was as we sat on a fallen tree in woodland near a stream. A poet would make a far better job of describing it. Our lips met. I moved one hand to her breast and felt her stiffen, but not in a good way. "What's up?" I said, breaking off the kiss but leaving my hand in place.

"I'm just not sure I want you to touch me there, on my boobs like that."

"You mean no one's ever touched you like this before? My hand's only on top of your blouse. It's not like you're exposing yourself or anything." She blushed but didn't remove my hand. I squeezed gently and she closed her eyes. "You really are that innocent aren't you?"

"No one ever looks at the chubby girls do they?"

"I think you're really attractive." She smiled and we kissed again, softly this time. She didn't object to my hand as I squeezed her soft, round breast. I felt her nipple start to harden through the layers of clothing.

She pulled away, "You've had loads of girls I expect." She looked as if she was about to cry.

"You're not my first, but that's all I'll ever say. The way I see it, would you like me to discuss what you and I did or didn't get up to with anyone else? So why would I discuss anyone else with you? You can rely on that."

"No one had even kissed me properly until you did on New Year's Eve."

"I didn't know that. You should remember my rule of three. I apply it to everything in life."

"What's that?"

"The first time you try something you're so worried that you probably don't enjoy it. The second time, you worry again because you were worried the first time. The third time you realise that there was nothing to be worried about so you relax and enjoy it. I find it works for most things from sex to going to the dentist. I mean, did the dentist ever really hurt you?"

"Does that mean I should let you fondle my, um, boob again?"

"If you like, and you need to decide not to be embarrassed about your body." I undid one button of her blouse, then a second and slipped my hand inside. She tensed for a second then relaxed. I felt her nipple fully harden through her bra and worked my finger around its outline. "Nice?" I said.

"Mmmm, yes," she said. "Does the rule apply to both of them? I mean does each have to get to the third before I enjoy it?" She smiled shyly.

"I think you maybe enjoying this. Why don't we try it and see?" I withdrew my hand, undid the rest of her blouse and gently caressed her breasts. Her large nipples hardened to my touch, she closed her eyes. I kissed the top of her breasts and she sighed.

"That's enough for now." She said, then refastened her blouse before we kissed again and walked on.

I'd been taking things very slowly but we'd discovered that she did rather like having her tits played with. One evening, in my steamed up car, she'd finally allowed me to suck her large nipples. She discovered she quite liked that too. That was the evening her hands got familiar with my cock as she finally summoned up the courage to unzip me and discover what was causing the bulge. "Just remember two things and you'll be fine," I said as she allowed herself to first touch and then hold me. "No teeth and no nails, at least not with me."

"My mouth's not going anywhere near that," she said.

"Oh, it will, just remember the rule of three," I replied. She gave me a quizzical look. She really was that innocent. "Why don't you just kiss the tip?" She surprised me, and herself, as she lowered her head slowly and gently kissed me. Tentatively she placed her small, soft hand around my shaft. She giggled as I hardened to the attention and, unprompted, licked me slowly, as if she was consuming an ice cream.

She was sitting on my lap. My tongue was half-way down her throat. I was fondling her left breast with my right hand. We came up for air but she made no attempt to remove my hand. The hard nipple suggested she was enjoying the attention.

"My parents are away this weekend," she said.

"Is that an invitation?"

"Well, I thought we'd spend a bit more time together. Sorry, but I think we should go home now, before things get out of hand."

On Saturday afternoon we were curled up together on the sofa, listening to records. Her blouse was open and I was fondling, kissing and nuzzling her splendid tits. I was so hard it was painful but other than a squeeze through my trousers she'd stayed well away.

"Mandy says she gave her boyfriend a hand job the other day. He splashed all over her tits. She says she did anyway."

"Mandy's the one with big tits right?" I squeezed hers almost instinctively.

"I was going to say the short brunette. Do you like her breasts then?"

"Not as much as yours." I kissed her right nipple then sucked it. "Did she have a taste?"

"Don't be gross."

"Nothing out of the ordinary and don't knock it until you try it. Remember the Rule of Three."

"She didn't say. He wants to do it with her properly but she won't let him."

"Lot of it about. He could probably fuck her tits though." I slid my spare hand under her skirt.

"That's quite far enough. What do you mean, how can he do that to her tits?"

"Slide his cock between them and come over them. Yours are easily big enough, want to try?"

"Get stuffed."

"I'd rather stuff you. Maybe you'd like to try giving me a hand job? I'd like to coat your tits, or you could always suck me off. That would get you ahead of Mandy."

"Can I have a look at it again? I'm not promising anything, so don't get any ideas."

"Kneel down, and take your blouse off. I want to see those magnificent tits in their full glory and play with them properly."

She knelt between my legs and removed her blouse. Her tits were definitely big enough to fuck. She leaned forward slightly and they fell free. I reached down and squeezed both. "Now, you can unwrap your present and introduce it to your tits."

Tentatively, she undid my belt and my jeans button. She paused, I placed one hand on the back of her neck, drawing her closer. "Go on then." She unzipped me, exposing the bulge in my boxers. She reached inside them and my rock hard cock sprang out. Her wide eyes gave away her increasing interest. "Touch me, you know it won't bite." She extended a finger and touched my cock. "Now stroke it, put your fingers around the shaft." Her hands were small and soft. "Now, this time slowly work you hand up and down." She giggled as I stiffened in her hand.

"Is this a hand job then?"

"The start of one, now rub it between your tits. That's it, squeeze them around me and move up and down." I popped out from the valley and hit her chin. She smiled shyly and resumed her gentle massaging.

"Can I fuck them properly now? Lie back." She lay flat on her back. I sat astride her and rubbed my cock head against each nipple in turn, then eased it into place between her tits. "Now push them together," I said. I felt the warm softness as she enclosed my eager shaft. I started to move back and forth between them.

She couldn't resist looking down. "You could kiss it every time you see the tip," I said hopefully, "or stick out your tongue and lick it each time." She giggled again and I felt her soft tongue on my cock head. I stayed in position, my shaft and balls between her luscious tits and the tip resting gently on her tongue. Tentatively she licked me.

"Kiss the tip and run you tongue all around it, like you were licking an ice cream." She hesitated, I drew her closer. She pecked a kiss then poked out her tongue again. When she hesitated I rubbed my cock head against her tongue. She recoiled slightly. "Open wide," I said. I slid into her mouth. I felt her lips close on my shaft. "Now suck." I felt her lips tighten against me as they formed a seal. "Now bob your head back and forward, no teeth." Slowly she started to move.

"You'll find it easier if you kneel." I stood and helped her get to her knees. "Hang on, I don't want you getting carpet rash." I placed a cushion from the sofa in front of me. My cock was right in front of her face, she looked up at me, licked her lips slowly then kissed it before taking it hallway into her soft mouth.

"You sure you're new to this?" I moved my hand to her neck and slowly eased her back and forward. She got the idea very quickly. "Now suck, gently at first then harder as you move quicker. Take me deeper into you and I'd love it if you swooshed your tongue around." She obliged, working her tongue around me. I almost lost control. "Now gently play with my balls."

"I'm coming, suck harder, harder, more." She gagged as I came into her mouth. I felt her struggle for breath and thought for a second she'd throw up all over me.

"Now swallow it, please."

She regained her poise and swallowed, I felt her throat contract around me. She moved back, sucking the last drops from me, and swallowed again. "You didn't tell me there would be so much, and it's really salty." She licked her lips seductively. "Where does all that go when you, you know, come like that inside a girl?"

"It comes right out, can make a mess of the bedding or whatever you're doing it on. I think it's quite horny when it drips onto me and the girl licks it up."

"Pervert. I need to clean my teeth now."

"Mouthwash is good apparently."

She stood and I took her breasts in my hands. She leaned forward into me. "My knickers are soaking wet." I slipped one hand back under her skirt. She didn't resist as I fondled between her legs. She was soaking.

"Better do something about that." I reached behind her and undid her skirt which fell to the floor.

"Upstairs," she said.

"You quite sure?" She turned and walked out of the room. I followed.

Her bedroom curtains were drawn. "Did you plan this?" I said.

"Stops the bloke opposite staring at me."

"He wants to see these magnificent specimens." I took her breasts in the hands and fondled them. I led her to her bed and sat her on the edge. "Now lie back."

She lifted herself to help me as I removed her knickers. The musk of her sex was intoxicating. I slowly parted her legs and saw the prize for the first time. I knelt between her legs and slowly inserted my tongue between her pink lips. She gasped, then relaxed as I worked my tongue inside her, licking and lapping.

"Please, don't make me say yes," she bucked against me. I probed deeper with my tongue, loving the feeling of the juices as they washed over my face.

"Please, yes, do it, screw me, fuck me, do it." I pulled away and kissed her across her soft stomach, between her breasts, up to her soft mouth. "Yes, do it to me please, make love to me."

"Better," I said, "just a minute, I need something."

"No, I want to feel you inside me. It'll be OK, trust me."

I eased my cock head between her dripping pussy lips and worked it up and down her slit. I entered her very slowly and she gasped. I stopped to let her get used to the intruder then slowly entered her further.

"That's nice," she whispered. She was so tight but so ready, her pussy yielded willingly and I started to drive slowly back and forth going deeper with each stroke until I felt the extent of her. I probed deeper and deeper, slowly stretching her.

She was so tight I knew I couldn't last long. I felt her pussy muscles tighten further and suddenly she emitted a full volume high pitched scream. I drove as deep as her body would let me and released what felt like a flood inside her. I lay between her legs for several minutes before she said, "Just hold me will you? Nothing else, just hold me."

A short while later she lay with her head on my chest. "Until half an hour ago I was a good girl, now look at me."

I looked down, "I am looking at you and you're beautiful."

"You don't have to get around me with flattery now you've had me." She reached down and started to stroke my cock. It started to rise to the occasion.

"You make me hard again you have to deal with it, new rules."

"Good, that rule of three is useless. I want more, and now," she said, working hard hand faster. "Wait until I see Big Tits Mandy."