Maybe They ARE A Little Bigger...

Madelynn sat in the living room when Alana Rose stepped inside, her sister's best friend. They caught up for a minute. Then Alana grinned and said Madelynn's tits looked incredible. She left to wait for her friend somewhere else, closing the door behind her. Alone now, Madelynn replayed the words until she felt hot all over. She moved in front of the mirror, peeled off her top, and stared at her bare chest. Her nipples stiffened under the praise still echoing in her head. She pictured Alana's mouth on her, tongue flicking, lips sucking hard enough to mark. Her own hands slid up to cup the soft flesh, thumbs brushing the peaks. The door creaked. Alana peered in, wide-eyed, breathing faster. She stayed hidden, watching Madelynn tug and pinch the tender nipples she suddenly wanted in her mouth. Heat rushed between her legs. She pressed against the frame, caught up, and the knob slipped from her fingers with a small clack. Madelynn spun around. For two heartbeats the room held nothing but sharp breaths. Then embarrassment cracked open into hunger. Alana stepped forward. Madelynn let her top fall completely. Alana crossed the room, mouth already open, and took one stiff nipple between her lips, the wet pull sending a clean jolt straight down Madelynn's spine.