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He saw that I was worried so he hugged me and held me and it felt so good. Let me take off your top and see those pretty little boobs. One part of me really wanted to, but the other part — the stronger part—was afraid. So I shook my head. He looked me in the eyes and crossed his heart. I promise to touch them, and to kiss them, and to admire them, and to make you feel very nice. I was scared, but I really wanted to do it and I remembered my promise to myself, that I would not screw this up. It was now or never.

So I held my breath and nodded and lifted up my arms, and he took my top off. Then he reached around to unhook my bra, and my heart was racing, partly with excitement and partly with fear — what if they were too small even for him? More than a mouthful might be a waste, but mine were hardly even a mouthful. He unhooked the bra but I still held it in place, covering my non-boobs. Matt smiled sweetly and took his hand, and gently moved the bra away, and he could see. He looked at them, then he put his hands on my nipples and touched them. He laid me backward onto the couch and leaned over and began licking, first one nipple, then the other.

I felt them grow hard and pointy in his mouth, and he started sucking on them. He really did like them, and he really did like me, and it was a wonderful feeling. He licked and sucked, then he fondled them and he massaged them with his thumbs, both nipples at once, and I felt sexual sensations all the way down between my legs. Then he laid down next to me and we kissed some more, with his fingers on my nipples. Matt understood what we wanted and spoke for both of us. I had no qualms about sex. My hesitation had always been about my boobs, not about what came after.

How would I know what to do? He started to unbutton my jeans, but they were tight and he had trouble, so I opened them and unzipped and lifted my butt and he took the jeans off. I kept my butt up and he took off the panties too. I had nothing to be embarrassed about down there. Matt stood up and took off all of his clothes, all at once, with no embarrassment. His dick was hard and wet at the tip, tilted off to the side a bit, tangled in his pubic hair, and he took his hand and straightened it out. I opened my legs, ready for him, but he laid down next to me, not on top of me, so I closed my legs.

I guess it was too soon. Then he broke the kiss and moved his mouth to my nipple and his hand went between my legs. I opened my legs for him, and he touched me and even put his fingers inside of me, and I could feel how wet I was. He stayed there for the longest time, touching me ever so gently inside and stroking the wetness using his thumb, and his mouth moved from one nipple to the other, licking and nibbling and sucking. He moved a little and took my hand and put it on his dick. I could feel that his dick was wet at the tip and I touched the soft head, then held the shaft, and we were kissing so heavy.

The wetness was slippery, just like the Internet said it would be. So slippery and so soft. God was I ready. So I nodded, and I opened my legs for him. He got on top of me and held my legs in his hands, moving them back a little, and he entered me slowly at first, stopping just at the entrance a few seconds. I felt myself stretching. He let go of my legs now and started moving in and out, his face down close to mine, kissing me. It was just a minute or two before he broke the kiss, pulled out of me, closed his eyes, and stroked himself two or three times, squirting onto my tummy. It was hot and surprising and shot all the way up almost to my nipples, just like you see on the Internet.

It felt so good and so right, and I put my hand on his face and stroked his stubble and we were quiet for a long while, still in the same position, with him over me, looking into my eyes. Why had I never done this before? We kissed some more, for a long time, then just held each other and I could feel his wet dick, soft against my thigh. Can you stay overnight? Matt looked at me, thought for a moment, then looked sweetly at me. What a perfect thing to say! He showed me the message before he sent it. He just turned the phone off. I guess it was instinctive to not walk around the house naked.

I told Matt that it was ok to finish inside me, so he did.




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