Dee 
Dee drew attention because she comes from a rich family. She was driven around in a huge Mercedes, had all the latest gadgets and wore the nicest cloths. But, for me, the most outstanding thing about Dee were her breasts.
Compared to other girls, her breasts were HUGE! They also looked firm. Hers were the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen in my life. She was a tall girl and not bad looking. She could had been very desirable, but, because she was very fierce, many boys, even those bully-types, were afraid of her.
My relationship with Dee was good since I was good pals with her pals. She liked to share her gadgets with me because the girls were not interested in gadgets. The other boys disturbed me, saying I "吃软饭" (live off a woman). But I couldn't be bothered. I enjoyed being Dee's friend. Especially since I could observe her breasts from nearer than any other boy.
Dee's results for the mid-year exams were very bad. She was disconsolate and cried the whole day. Some of those bullies thought it was chance to get back at her but were soundly punched and screamed at by Dee. The teacher took her to the office to calm her down.
I had never seen Dee like this before. This made my mood bad. I didn't return home immediately after school. While wandering around, I heard someone sobbing from inside one of the classrooms. I went in and found Dee sitting in a corner on the floor.
"Dee! Why you still here? Didn't your parents come fetch you?"
Dee only sobbed. It felt so painful to see a good friend looking like this. I sat down beside her. Even though I only wanted to console her, my attention were unwittingly drawn to her breasts. They were really hard to miss.
"What you looking at?" She said, still sobbing a little.
I was very embarrassed. I could feel the blood in my ears as I blushed bright red.
"Ay, what you looking at?" She said again. This time, the crying had stopped and she pretended to be really curious.
"Nothing. Nothing. I was just..."
"Thanks for being here with me." She held my arm and rested her head on my shoulder. I tried not to take advantage of the situation but my gaze was once again drawn to her breasts.
"You want to touch them?" She knew where I was looking at all along.
Without waiting for my reply, she placed my hand on one of her breasts. The feeling was indescribable. Blood rushed all over my body, turning my face red, heating my ears up and bringing my little brother to life! She placed her hand over mine and squeezed gently. Her breasts were firm, yet soft.
Dee gave me a naughty look, moved her other hand over my crouch and started stroking the big brother. My heart had never pumped faster. We explored one another's body, our cloths concealing the objects of our desire.
Dee took the lead again, unbuttoning my shorts and pulling the zipper down. My erection was so intense, my tip had peeked out of the underwear. It was screaming for attention. Following Dee's lead, I removed her pinafore and unbuttoned her blouse. A seductive lace bra supported a most beautiful body. I fondled them with both my hands, massaging her just as she was massaging me.
I unhooked Dee's bra and slipped the straps off her shoulders. It dropped halfway, revealing more of Dee's breasts. They were almost perfectly round, and very tight. Dee would not be outdone. She pulled my shorts off, and there, standing hard and stiff, the big brother screamed "I am a man!".
I kissed her breasts, at the same time, removing her shorts and panties to gain access to the satisfaction of my brother's lust. We were soon all over one another, fondling, kissing, stroking and pinching. Our minds were filled with nothing but pure lust for one another.
I climbed on top of her. My penis squeezed into her vagina and started lashing without mercy. She moaned with pleasure and she cried in pain. Lust. Lust was all there was as I thrashed in and out of her. I wanted to make her moan in pain. I wanted to make her cry with pleasure. I wanted to make her scream louder and louder! I wanted to unleash all my lust on her. I craved that sensation. That concentration of senses that happens right before orgasm. I wanted to achieve it inside her writhing body. I want it, I want it, I want it to last just a little longer...
My ejaculation in Dee was so intense, she could feel me squirting deep inside her. She held my face, and gave me a very deep kiss before resting her head on my shoulders again.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Dee was the first girl to draw my attention because of her breasts. I think she was already a B+ cup by primary six.
This is the last of my primary school fantasies. A 12 year-old fantasising about his classmates didn't seem too perverted. But if an adult man has obscene intentions on a child, I suggest he do the world a favour and go to hell.
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