Show her how sensitive they can be

''There's this giant myth around boobs these days. At least among men. For whatever reason, men grow up thinking boobs are like the sexiest thing. But in reality... when it comes to ACTUAL sex, boobs play a pretty small role in it. For MEN, that is...''

''But, like, boys want to squeeze them and stuff...''

''Well, sure. Boobs CAN be used for some fun stuff. I won't lie, it can be fun, but it's by no means necessary. You CAN squeeze boobs, but you can also squeeze ass, thighs. You CAN nibble on boobs, but that goes for big and small. But you can also bite literally ANYWHERE. You CAN rub yourself between boobs, but then again, you can rub yourself between ass cheeks, too. Hands, feet. It's all about being creative...'' - I continue, going a little too fast for Erica, and pulling her to the front of the mirror again. - ''The most important thing you need to know about boobs is that they're not for men... but for the girls...''

''Huh? But my friends' boyfriends, they're always so... into them...''

''That's probably true. But it might not be for the reason you think...''

''I think I can tell, Mr. Archer. They loooove to grope them, I heard all sorts of story in the locker room, trust me...''

''You did, huh? You're gonna have to tell me all about those later on, promise? But for now, come here. Let me tell you why boobs mean so much to women. Close your eyes.'' - I tell her, caressing her cheek.

''W... why?''

''Just close your eyes. Trust me.''

''I... I don't know... what are you gonna do Mr. Archer?'' - She asks, covering herself even more.

''Don't worry, Erica, I promise I won't do anything you don't want, ok?''

''You promise?''

''Pinky promise! You know you can trust me, we've been through a lot together, haven't we? Look at me, I trust you.'' - I point out the fact that I had been naked in front of her for the past hour or so. - ''Now be a good girl and close your eyes for me.'' - With my thumbs, I guide her eyelids down. - ''That's it... do you trust me?'' - Erica now nods. - ''Good. Now, relax... relax your neck and come here.''

I pull Erica even closer to me. So close, in fact, my dick brushes against her chins, which make her giggle. I could hear her breathing speeding up. - ''It's ok, you're safe.'' - I whisper in her ear, then moving both hands to her flat little tummy.

''Teeheeheehee, it tickles, Mr. Acher!'' - She blurts out amid laughs. Seizing the moment, I cup each breast with one hand and kiss her stomach. Erica tries to move, but her back is against the mirror. Her breathing intensifies, but she can't bring herself to say anything. I begin squeezing mound firmly now.

''Mr. Archer... I don't... I...''

Ignoring her, I continue fondling her boobs, changing from palm squeezes, to finger squeezes. Erica's leaning against the wall out of her own accord. The more I play with her, the more I kiss her tummy, her arms and her hands. Erica begins mumbling some unintelligible things from time to time, but mostly she just moans, much like a shy little mouse. When I see her biting her bottom lip, I start raising my kisses more and more. As my lips reach chest height, Erica's mouth is ajar and gasping. - ''That's a good girl. Are you starting to see what I mean?'' - I posit, grinning.

''Hmm hum'' - Is all she can mutter.

''Now you're gonna get the full picture...'' - I tease, moving my left hand to her ass cheeks but keeping my right one on her left boob. That **** girl in front of me was driving me wild and, in a swift move, I snatch her free nipple with my mouth, working my tongue hastily. Erica's legs buckle in front me.

''Mr.... Mr. Arch... what are y... fuck...''

Inadvertently leaning towards my mouth, I start to play with her nipple. Suckling and pinching with my lips, Erica now shows zero signs of resistance. She just gasps for air over and over. My tongue changes nipples and my hands make sure Erica knows how appetizing she is. But against the wall, I have little space to grope her from behind properly. So I stand up and lift her tiny frame like a sack of potatoes, placing her against dinner table, so I can reach behind her. Meanwhile, Erica's so lost in her own mind, she doesn't even react to the move. And in her new spot, I continue the **** on her little breasts, but I now add small bites to them. I can tell she's enjoying each and every one of them. So much so, her legs are beginning to buckle again. I know she's not gonna hold, especially since her arms are both busy covering her pussy. With a nipple between my teeth, I raise Erica's hips and sit her down on the table top. Feeling really flimsy, Erica lies down in a matter of seconds, looking like a buffet to be devoured. My dick's now rubbing against Erica's hands, diligently ''protecting'' her last mystery.

''See how sensitive they are? See the effect they have on you?'' - I ask between pinches. - ''Here, try it yourself. No one's gonna know it better than you.'' - I grab one of her wrists to move her hand upwards and I see a big, thick, luscious strings of moistness, drip down. It's A LOT. I see it. Erica feels it. She quickly lifts her head and looks at her fingers, mesmerized.

''Eh... ew, what the...''

''There's NOTHING gross about any of this.'' - I respond, grabbing her hand and sucking her finger off.

''Ew, Mr. Archer! What are you d...'' - As Erica tries to speak I shove her entire ring finger in my mouth and suck it clean. I'm about to snatch the middle one when Erica pulls her hand away.

''That, right there, is your body's response to pleasure, Erica. That's your body saying 'yes'. The wetter you get, the more you'll want it. But you're right, how can you understand what I mean if I'm the only one enjoying it?'' - With that, I grab Erica's wrist and directed my hand towards my cock.

''Are you...?!''

''This is MY body saying yes...'' - A large string of pre-cum forms between my fingers as I play with it for Erica. - ''Which one do you want to savor? Mine? Or yours?''