This is a followup to a post about the first time Summer and I had an evening alone. You can read it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v9vsoh/how_i_became_a_boob_guy_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3). In summary, I spent the night kissing and feeling up her breasts before she blue-balled me and sent me home with a promise of more next time. She enjoyed having me under her finger like that.
Everyone in this story is 18 and I’ve recreated it to the best of my abilities. Partly because I’ve spent countless times replaying it in my head.
This post is a long one, so skip to the ****** for the sex.
I should probably describe Summer again, aside from being the hottest girl I had ever seen. She had wavy auburn hair and striking blue eyes, underlined by a light sprinkling of freckles. Years of sports had left her with a fit body and a tight stomach, which I enjoyed seeing almost as much as her supple breasts. Her full lips almost always held a teasing smile, and though she was an average height her confidence carried her much higher.
A week had passed since my night with Summer and school had gotten very interesting. We didn’t share any classes, but every time we crossed paths in the halls she took the chance to smile or wink at me. From time to time she’d brush my hand while walking by before flashing a knowing smirk. She even slapped my ass once while walking into the cafeteria, an act which elicited several jealous stares from guys nearby.
Over text, Summer was less inhibited. By the time I arrived back home that first night I’d already been sent a picture of her sitting on the bed in a thin, white shirt. She held one tit with her hand and her hard nipples distinctly poked through the fabric. “Can’t wait till I have you on me again instead of this ;)” read the following text. Throughout the next week we flirted back and forth, with us sending pictures of less and less clothing and me describing exactly what I wanted to do to her.
And believe me, I wanted to do a lot. Every picture of her slim tummy, of her generous cleavage and sideboob, of her toned ass, of her gorgeous face and paralyzing eyes only heightened my desire.
But though her pics and messages were increasingly risqué, Summer never actually indulged in full nudity. There was always a hand over her nipples and crotch or a set of lacy underwear, or it was simply shot at an angle where the best parts were just out of view. Believe me, I tried to find them. She was dangling herself in front of me like a carrot on a stick and I couldn’t do anything about it.
Which brings us to now.I was sitting on my bed reading a book, the late afternoon sun streaming in and illuminating the far half of my room. I was running through the events of last week in my head and debated texting Summer when my phone buzzed with a message from her. Her hair was slick from a shower and she was wearing a robe, which apparently was all she was wearing.
In a moment of courage, I texted back.
“And how can I get that off you too?”
I had barely even hit send when the response came through.
“Well what would you be doing if I didn’t have it on? ;)”
My heart started racing. Did she mean—? She didn’t. But what if…?
I decided to go for it. The week’s worth of teasing had driven me mad and I needed to see more. I quickly slid down my shorts and boxers and gripped my cock in my hand, which was already rock-hard from the combination of desire and anxiety. I’m not extraordinary in length or girth, but it’s still a good size. I hit record on my phone and started stroking. The video was only about 10 seconds long, partly because I wasn’t patient enough to spend time finishing and partly because I didn’t want my parents yelling at me for the internet bill, and I nervously hit send before I could second-guess my decision.
Waiting was agony, but a few minutes later a video of my own popped up. Summer had ditched the shirt and sat with her bare boobs on screen. They were just as round and supple as I remembered, with hard nipples breaking the even curve of the skin. She was still wet from her shower, and the glimmering sheen accentuated everything Though I couldn’t see much lower, it seemed like her hand was down between her legs, evidenced by the slow rhythmic motion of her arm. “I liked that,” she cooed. Her eyes stared right into the camera as a satisfied smirk sat on her lips, her chest expanding and deflating with suppressed breaths. Suddenly her body shook a bit and her eyes closed in a silent gasp before the video abruptly cut off.
I started stroking myself again, replaying the video over and over, until another text came through.
“What are you up to tonight?”
I replied, really hoping this was going where I hoped it was going.
“Not much. What are you doing?”
“You?”
Finally.
Half an hour later I was on Summer’s doorstep, hair slicked back and cologne hastily applied. I didn’t even have to knock before she opened the door. She was wearing a blue button-up crop top and a white skirt, both of which covered as little as I liked. Dusk made her face look like an angel, with perfect pink lips and bright eyes. Her toned belly was partially illuminated in lamplight and her thighs stood out.
“Well you took your time getting here. You better not have been just looking at that video the whole time.”
“Nope, and you better make it up to me for having to put that clip away.”
Summer spun around and gave a small shake of her butt before leading me inside. “We’ll see about that.”
She explained that her parents were out of town on a trip to Vegas. They’d made her promise not to get into any trouble.
“But you won’t be trouble, right?” she said, grinning over her shoulder.
“We’ll see about that.”
Summer turned to me, laughing. Unable to wait any longer, with the promise of an empty house, I grabbed her hips and pulled her in for a deep kiss. She relaxed into me and I felt her rack and stomach as our lips sucked on each other. But she quickly pushed my chest with her hand and she broke away, giggling.
“Impatient, impatient,” she clucked. “So quick to get me into your mouth and out of my clothes.”
“So you’re just gonna tease me all night with that outfit of yours?” I shot back.
Summer put her hands on her hips and pumped her chest out, purposefully emphasizing her curves. “I might.”
I groaned playfully. I knew she’d break eventually, but both my head and dick were aching. “Fine. But you could at least give me a little peak, you have three buttons on that top.”
She smirked and walked closer. “I could, but each of these buttons is a commitment. This first one means you play with my boobs again.” At that, she slowly undid the first button herself while looking right into my eyes, giving me a window into her cleavage. Apparently she was pretty sure of that one.
“And the second?” I asked.
Summer walked even closer and leaned in so that I could feel her breath on my cheeks. “That one means that I get to take your virginity.”
Well that was a promise I could agree to. I wordlessly undid that button on my own, allowing her the tops of her breasts to pop out further and the curves to entice me even more. God I wanted that woman.
Summer smiled, seemingly surprised at how forward I was. To be fair, so was I. “Good.” She ran her fingers down my chest underneath my shirt to bring out a shiver from me before kissing my neck. She then turned and walked back to her room as I followed. “But you’re still gonna have to wait.”
At her request, we wriggled under the covers to spoon as she turned on the TV. My arm looped over her waist and our legs intertwined as I pulled her into me. She could definitely feel my erection poking her in the ass, but she made no comment on it. The next episode of Game of Thrones was turned on and we settled in as the light dimmed.
Even though we were just lying there Summer was still driving my heart rate crazy. I could feel her entire body and the slightest movement pressed into me. Everything I had been lusting over for the past week was literally within my grasp. Her perfume flooded my brain as my head was practically buried into her hair, which only made me need her more. Her warm, bare tummy felt amazing on my hand and I slowly started to trace circles with my fingers. The skin was incredibly soft and I absolutely savored the feeling while I could also feel her muscles underneath stiffen at my touch. Still, she gave no response.
We laid like that for a while. My hand slowly roamed over her abdomen, caressing everywhere it could reach. Summer refused to acknowledge it, but her breaths slowly deepened and her feet curled back as I explored her.
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Eventually, my fingers strayed just under the line of her skirt and her ass twitched back onto my crotch. Instinctually, my hips gave a small thrust forward. We paused for a moment, alone in our world of sheets and hormones.
Then Summer’s hips pushed back.
We started grinding, the outline of my dick moving between her asscheeks through her thin skirt. It broke my patience and my hand trailed up to squeeze one of her breasts.
“I’m done waiting,” I whispered into her ears as a soft breath escaped her lips. My hands gripped her boobs to pull her further into me as I breathed her scent in deep. I could feel the delicate skin of her cleavage where her top had been unbuttoned and I relished it, my fingers trailing over it to take in her softness while my palms gripped her supple breasts. Her nipples poked through the remaining fabric and I fondled them as our grinding increased in intensity. No bra, apparently.
“There you go, make good on your promise,” said Summer. She tried to roll over to face me but a tightened grip on her tits held her in place. I started to nibble on her neck and cheeks and she relaxed back into my chest with a sigh.
Soon I pulled her top off and started massaging her bare boobs. I caressed the skin and tweaked the nipples while kissing up and down Summer’s neck. Her boobs felt amazing as last time, smooth with just enough squishiness to get a good grip, and I massaged and fondled them in every way I could while whimpers drifted out of her. Her ass pushed into me with every squeeze and her breaths grew shakier and shakier.
Eventually I trailed my hand back down Summer, gliding over her boobs and across her tightened stomach until my fingers slid under her skirt.
She wasn’t wearing panties either.
My hand slipped further down between Summer’s opening legs until they reached her swollen pussy lips. She was shaven and insanely wet and my fingers slid across her slit with ease. She arched away at that, but my other hand held her tight as my hips pushed into her.
I explored her pussy with my fingers, running up and down the sides of her lips and lifting up her flaps to coat my fingertips in her juices. Her confident attitude had evaporated into wordless gasps. Her hips bucked at every touch. I was now the one in control.
“You like that, Summer?” I whispered as I slid a finger into her pussy. It was tight and I could feel her heartbeat through her warm, wet walls. She just moaned.“Yeah, I know,” I continued. “You need this. And I want you so bad. I want every part of you.”
I nibbled on Summer’s earlobe as a second finger entered her pussy, stretching the walls further open. My fingers curled upwards and stroked her insides to search for her g-spot. Suddenly she gasped and thrust her ass into me. It seemed that I had found it.
I kept fingering Summer as I kissed the sweet skin of her neck. We were still spooning and I could feel everything I was doing to her. The sensation loudened her moans and curled her legs backward as it overwhelmed her.
“I want every part of you,” I continued. “I want to feel your whole body. To taste your mouth and your boobs and your pussy. I want you to make me a man tonight. And I want to make you feel so good.”
Suddenly Summer’s body seized up and she moaned, much higher and louder than before. My hand, already wet from her juices, was soaked as her pussy locked down around my fingers. Her body shook in an orgasm but I held her still, grinding and fingering her until she relaxed and my fingers slipped out.
Wow, I thought. I had just made a girl orgasm. And I enjoyed it. It was dark, but even in the twilight I could see Summer’s chest heaving in and out as she recovered.
“That better not be it,” she said.
“Not at all.” I still had a promise to make good on, after all.
This is the end of part 1. Read about the second half of this night [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vaktci/seduced_out_of_my_virginity_by_my_dream_girl_part/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vakppb/seduced_out_of_my_virginity_by_my_dream_girl_part
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