y family riend invites me into bed with her: Update 3

**Everyone in this story is 18 years old.**

Hey all, sorry it’s been so long since my last update: Brianna and I didn’t get to see each other at all last week. She works most days, and my parents have me busy with some college prep stuff (shopping, signing up for stuff). Our friends were busy too, and schedules just didn’t line up.

It was total agony waiting to see her again. I even debated sending her a photo of my dick and asking her to send one back, but it felt too soon and I didn’t want to mess things up when they were just getting started.

Then today (Sunday), we FINALLY got our first chance to be alone in the house. This morning I was supposed to see a movie with my parents, but then Bri texted me saying she had the day off. I immediately told my parents I didnt feel like going anymore, and thank god they decided to still go without me. The literal second they were gone, i texted Bri and told her to run over. She sent “on my way!” with a winky emoji.

Like I said in my previous post, I really wanted to make sure I focused on her. I was nervous to see and touch a vagina for the first time, but I read all your comments and did a bunch of research on the internet. I actually feel like I learned a lot, lol.

Once Bri got here, I explained the situation: that my parents were at the movies, so we only had maybe 2-3 hours. I even checked the runtime and the Google Maps estimate for the drive there and back. I didn’t want anything left to chance. I was a little nervous cause I know how important foreplay is, but we only had so much time. I asked if she was okay with going right up to my room, and she smiled and said she was.

Another thing I felt nervous about was kissing her. Even though she had literally jerked me off last time, kissing her still felt more intimate, almost wrong. Like it was reserved for dating, and we weren’t. I didn’t know if it was her first kiss, would she regret it being with me over an actual boyfriend? Plus I had only ever kissed one girl myself, was I even any good at it?

But then we got into my room, closed the door, and sat on the bed together. And holy shit, I wanted to kiss her so bad. Like, NEEDED to kiss her. She was wearing these tight yoga shorts and a hoodie from our high school swim team. It was literally the most casual outfit on the planet, and yet she looked spectacular in it.

I was nervous as always, but our last conversation had filled me with the confidence to actually go for it this time, and I was excited to prove that to her. I smiled and asked, “Can I kiss you?”

She smiled back at me, “okay.”

This was it. We leaned in and our lips met. First just a peck, then back in, deeper and longer. Pretty soon we were making out, and holy shit did it feel good. She put her hands on my shoulders, and I moved mine onto her back. She was so warm, so sweet. It was like our lips fit perfectly into one another. If that was all we had done, I would have been fine with it. But luckily we still had ample time.

I broke free for a moment and pulled my tee off so I was shirtless, then went back in to kiss her more. Her hands moved along my chest, so small and delicate. My chest is hairless, except for a dark happy trail that keeps annoyingly coming back. I had shaved it for this occasion, in fact I shaved my whole junk just in case. As she caressed my chest and back, I started to work my hands down her body and underneath her hoodie. I had only just met her skin when she broke our kiss and pulled back from me a bit.

At first I was scared that I fucked up. “Is everything okay?” I asked.

“Yes, it’s great. It’s just that… I didn’t wear a bra today.”

“Oh, that’s okay. I don’t have to…”

“No, I want to. It’s just… I know guys like big boobs, and mine aren’t really like that.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Bri… I don’t care about that. You’re beautiful.” I really meant it.

She smiled at me, so cute. “Okay.” She raised her arms and kind of puffed her chest out, waiting for me to take control. I reached for the bottom of her hoodie and started pulling it up and off. I swallowed hard. I was finally seeing her boobs!

I can still see her nipples poking free from the fabric for the first time. It’s completely etched into my mind. I rose the sweatshirt the rest of the way off, helping pull her arms free, then dropped it onto the bed beside her. Then she sat back, a nervous smile on her face, and I took in her topless body in its entirety.

She was so beautiful. It was true, her breasts were small, almost not even there. Like two points sticking out of her chest, rather than heavy sacks hanging off it. I’m not the expert, but she must be an A cup. But I didn’t care, I love them. Her nipples were tiny, like two pennies, stiff and pointing straight out at me. I was in awe, and whispered to her “You are so amazing.” She blushed and leaned back in to kiss me.

We made out some more, our bare chests pressing against one another. We were sitting up, but I tried a move I had seen: cradling her back, I lowered her flat onto the bed, and hovered myself over her. I propped myself up with one hand, and let the other feel her body. I started at her cheek, then worked my way down her neckline and cupped her bare breast. Laying down, there wasn’t much to grab onto, but it still felt soft and warm. I lightly pinched her brown nipple, then the other, which caused her to gasp lightly.

We kept kissing like that, and I felt her hand feeling for my dick through my shorts. It felt good even through the fabric, and I let her rub it for a few seconds, but then lifted off and looked at her. I told her I really wanted to touch her, if that was okay. She smiled and said it was.

I moved over so I was still ‘on top,’ but had better access to her body. Like she had to me, I slowly worked my hand away from her breasts, down her stomach, past her waistband, and then finally onto her crotch. I gently rubbed her crotch over her shorts, taking a moment just to feel her. She made these quiet, breathy gasps the whole time. “Can I take these off?” I asked, and she nodded.

I started taking her shorts off, careful to leave her underwear in place for the time being. They were tight so it was kind of tough, but she helped me roll them down and her panties came into view. They were pink with a little bow in front. I laughed and said they were like a present. She giggled and whispered “for you.” My entire body fluttered when she said that.

Once her shorts were off, I leaned in and kissed her underwear at the front of her pelvis. Then I moved my head down and kissed between her legs, right where her vagina was. It was soft and just the slightest bit wet.

She asked if it was okay to leave her underwear on? I said of course. Then I asked if everything was okay, if I had done anything? She said everything was great, she just wanted to keep them on. I figured she was just nervous, like I had been. Honestly I was perfectly fine with waiting.

I started touching her through the fabric. I knew not to rub too hard or quickly, especially with her panties still on. If she were naked, I know I should have tried to find her clit. But this time, I just focused on feeling her, being in the moment, making her feel good. I figured she probably wouldn’t cum, which was also fine.

Her panties started to feel really wet where her vagina was, which I took as a good sign. I didn’t really have an agenda, I just glided my fingers up and down, back and forth, sometimes taking a break to reach back up and grab her breast or kiss her.

I was fully hard for pretty much all of it, and at one point she reached her hand into my shorts and felt me through my underwear. “Will you take these off?” she asked.

“Oh, yeah I can. But I don’t mind just touching you.”

“That’s okay, I want to touch you too.”

“Okay.”

I turned to the slide and slid off my shorts, then looked back at her. “Those too,” she instructed me, and so I pulled off my underwear too. Now I was fully naked, and she was just in panties. She reached for my dick again and tried to stroke me, but it was tough with the angle. We moved so we were both laying on our sides facing one another, her jerking me off and me rubbing her vagina as best I could.

Holy shit, it felt so intimate. Last time it was dark, sat feet apart in the car, looking over our shoulders to make sure no one caught us. This time we were alone, inches away from one another, completely lost in the moment. We would lean in and kiss, and I’d move down to take her nipples in my mouth. At one point she kind of looked down, and cradled my balls with her other hand, just to see what it felt like. We just kept on smiling and giggling at one another, we couldn’t help it. She was so freaking sexy.

After a while, I felt myself getting close. I realized that I hadn’t checked the time in ages, and apologized and checked my phone quick. Luckily it had only been like an hour. I told her I was starting to get close, but we still had time and could slow down if she wanted. She said no, that she wanted to watch me cum. I asked if she’d be able to cum? She said probably not, but it felt so good.

Then she asked me to get back on top of her. She moved flat on her back again, and I did. As I moved, she reached down and kind of positioned my dick right on top of her vagina. Still a layer of fabric in between us, but my shaft was just in between her lips. She told me to move up and down on her. It was like we were fucking, dry humping I guess. Occasionally I’d feel the little bow on her panties rub against my shaft, but it didn’t bother me.

It felt amazing. From her face, I could see it was good for her too. Our eyes locked, smiling and faces red, small beads of sweat forming. This is what it would be like to fuck Bri, I thought, except obviously she’d be naked and I’d be inside her. I felt my orgasm build, and I warned her I was going to cum.

She whispered, “Yes, I want you to. Cum on me.”

I never thought I would hear her say those words. It was too much to bear, and within seconds I started grunting and shooting my hot cum all over her body. I kept grinding against her, and watched as white spurts shot up and landed across her stomach, and even up over her breasts and neck. I can’t tell you how beautiful she looked in that moment, grinning ear to ear, topless and covered in my cum.

As I finished and lifted off of her, I noticed that some of my cum had indeed gotten on her panties. I apologized, but she said it was fine. She rose up and kissed me on the mouth, and we made out for a second more. Then I told her I would go grab her a towel.

I left to the bathroom, still naked, hard cock swinging as I walked. I grabbed a small towel from the closet and wet it in the sink. When I returned, she was still in my bed, covered by the top sheet from the waist down. Immediately, I noticed her panties resting on the nightstand. She had taken them off, and was now fully naked under the covers.

“Is everything alright?” I asked.

“Yes. Just didn’t want to make a mess.”

We exchanged a grin, and I walked over and sat on the bed beside her with the towel. She started to reach for it, but I told her “that’s okay, let me.” She lifted her chest, and I wiped the cum away from her stomach, tits, and neck. Then she asked for the towel, and wiped her lower body beneath the blanket. I guess she wasn’t ready for me to see her there yet, but that was fine. She handed the towel back, and I took it and her panties back to the bathroom. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do, so i just rinsed them both and hung them to dry. I figured I’d hang onto them and do a load of laundry next time my parents were gone.

When i returned again, she was still in my bed waiting for me. My dick was fully soft now, which she pointed out. I said “oh yeah, it does that,” and she asked me to come closer so she could see. I stood at the edge of the bed, and she reached over and felt my soft penis, lifting it up and wiggling it, which made her laugh. It actually started to get a little hard again, and she asked me if I wasn’t finished? I said no, I was, then asked if I could lay with her. She said yes. I climbed under the sheet with her, careful not to expose her lower half.

We laid facing each other, and spent the rest of the morning just talking. Of course we started by talking about sex, but quickly moved on to other things: our friends, plans for college, etc. It was like it was the most natural thing in the world. At one point she turned around and asked me to hold her again, just like the first time. I scooted closer, not hesitating at all, and pressed my naked body against hers. Her ass pressed against my crotch, and I felt the warmth of her bare butt on my penis. It did start to get hard again, but neither of us minded. This time I reached my arm around her and grabbed a handful of her tiny breast. She asked again if they were okay, and I said they were the best I ever saw.

Eventually I checked the clock again, and realized my parents would be getting out of the movie soon. I guess it wouldn’t have been THAT suspicious for them to come home and find her there, but we figured it was better to avoid the thought entirely. I stood to get dressed and passed her her shorts, which she slid on beneath the covers. Then she stood up to grab her hoodie and put that on too. That was the first time I saw her topless standing, and I realized that her boobs did have a little weight to them, and she must have just been leaning before. They really are so incredible.

I walked her downstairs and to the back door. Before she left, she kissed me one more time, and we made out for just a moment. Then she left. I retreated right back to my room and jerked off again, then went to the bathroom to clean up. And thank god I did, because I realized I had left her panties just hanging on the towel rack. I quickly scooped them up and hid them in my room, just minutes before my parents returned.

It was such an amazing morning, probably one of the best of my life so far. We’ve texted a little since then, I told her how much fun I had, and she thanked me for making her feel special. I asked “same time next week?” and she sent back “hopefully sooner!!”

I do admit, this whole thing has got me thinking about how Bri and I would work as a couple. Maybe it’s just because she’s made me cum twice now, but I can’t stop thinking about her. Just the thought of her makes me smile, and I can’t wait to see her again. I know we said this didn’t make us “a thing,” but it’s hard not to imagine. I don’t think I’ll say anything right away, since I don’t want to ruin what we have, but I’m considering saying something at some point. Guess I’ll see if I find the right time.