You're more than attractive

"You're more than attractive, Rach. You're beautiful," I said. Looking at her, making sure she saw me, my eyes traced her lovely curves down her body, and I grinned as I looked back in her eyes.

Rachel blushed and giggled drunkenly, biting her lower lip. Before I could say or do anything, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She displayed her tits to me, shaking her chest so they swayed, and said, "Am I sexy?"

I was stunned, and I stared open mouthed at her tits. Her nipples were fat and crinkled, probably not from cool air. They were a gorgeous teardrop shape, full and ripe. God, she was sexy. My cock lurched and swelled in my pants, making a tent.

"Um, Rach, er ... y-you're ... stunning," I said, having trouble properly making words.

Her nervous giggle run up and down my spine, leaving me tingling. "Aw, Mike, you can barely talk. You're not just saying that to be nice," she said with a coquettish smile. Then she leaned forward, still looking me in the eye, and kissed my lips. This brought her belly in contact with my hard erection.

"Oh, Mike!" she cooed as she stepped back and reached for it. "Did I do this?" She stroked it and gave it a squeeze. Her tongue played with her lips, and her smile was infectious.

I tried not to moan, but a noise came out anyway, a tight noise in my throat. I had to get this situation under control right now or I was in danger. I took a deep breath and calmed the fuck down. I figured that telling her the truth would be the best for her right now.

"Yes, Rachel, you are very sexy and, yes, I got hard looking at your gorgeous tits," I said with a grin. I looked down again and licked my lips. She leaned up again and put her arms around my neck. Her lips touched mine and then her tongue brushed them. I couldn't help but open my mouth to her. I put my arms around her back as I French kissed her. Her mouth tasted sweet from the ****, not unpleasant.