My First Time : My Boyfriend and My TiTs

I’d been seeing my boyfriend for a while, and our chemistry was intense from the start — lots of close cuddles, lingering hugs, playful whispers. But it wasn’t until a few weeks into our relationship that things truly started heating up. We were both nervous and excited, unsure how far to push each other yet unable to resist the pull.

One evening, we ended up at his place after a casual day out. I still remember the butterflies in my stomach when we sat on his couch, the television humming in the background. We started with soft kisses, lips barely brushing at first, each little peck feeding that tingling need building in my body. His hands settled on my waist, pulling me closer until I was almost on his lap.

Eventually, those kisses deepened — longer, wetter, our tongues tentatively exploring. My heart pounded at the feel of his fingers sliding under my shirt, tentatively grazing my skin. I moaned quietly, pressing my chest to him. He took the hint, lifting my top enough to expose my bra. My breath caught when he cupped one breast, gently squeezing, then used his thumb to circle my nipple through the thin bra cup. I was already so turned on I could feel dampness forming between my legs.

“Is this okay?” he asked, voice a little shaky. I nodded, letting him unhook my bra. My tits spilled free into his palms, and a low groan escaped his lips. He leaned in, kissing my collarbone, then lowering his mouth to my breast. The warmth of his tongue flicking over my nipple made me gasp, every nerve…