My First Time 2: He sucked and Jerked

It was about a week after that night on the couch, and my head still spun whenever I thought about how close we’d come to having full-blown sex. My parents announced they’d be out all day running errands. A spark lit up inside me — this was the perfect chance for him to come over, with the house to ourselves.

I texted him the address and told him to bring some snacks or a movie. Secretly, I planned to be anything but subtle with my outfit. I chose a tight crop top, no bra, letting my nipples show through the thin fabric. For bottoms, I wore a short skirt that clung to my hips and barely covered my ass if I so much as bent over. I wanted him to lose his mind the moment he saw me.

When He Arrived
He came over in the afternoon, greeting me with that shy grin. I couldn’t help but notice his eyes drop to my chest, lingering on the shape of my small boobs outlined by the crop top. My nipples were already half-hard from the excitement of waiting for him. I let him in, locking the door behind us for privacy.

“Your parents are really gone, right?” he asked, giving me a once-over.
“All day,” I confirmed, biting my lip.

Sucking My Small Boobs
We flopped onto the bed in my room, the TV playing some random show for background noise. Before long, we were kissing — soft at first, tongues barely touching. His hand slid under my crop top, grazing my bare skin. I moaned quietly, pushing my chest against his palm, and he took the hint…