“Do you like them?” Sam cupped her tits.
“I—”
“I know they’re not that big.” Sam’s thumbs caressed her nipples. “But they’re all yours.”
“They’re …” I swallowed nervously. “They’re beautiful.” Looking up at her, I said, “You’re beautiful.”
“Really?” To my surprise she blushed. “You think so?”
“Yes.” My fingers trembling, I reached out and placed my hands on her hips. “Damn, you look good.”
“Don’t look like your best friend now, do I?”
“No, that’s for sure.” I stared at her nipples. “Wow, they look good.”
“So what do you say, Justin? You ready for your first time?
“I—” I looked down between her thighs, imagining what was beneath the thong. Sam was really offering herself to me.
My mind filled with images. Sam on her back, her legs spread, and me lying between them; her on her knees between my legs, her beneath me, her legs wrapped around me. My cock was now throbbing and I was starting to sweat.
Sam was still holding her and reaching for them, I whispered, “Yes.”
“Hold on.” Sam caught my wrists, holding my hands inches from her tits. “Just because we’re doing this doesn’t mean I want to feel cheap about it. You can have anything you want from me, but you’re going to be good to me.”
“Of course I will.”
“And before you touch anything, you’re going to kiss me.” Sam tugged my hands up.
Getting her meaning, I stood up. In the heels she was just about my height. As she wrapped her arms around my shoulders, she cocked her head, closed her eyes, and parted her lips.
I hesitated for a moment, looking at her, thinking I hadn’t just been saying it. She really was beautiful.
Sliding my arms around her waist, I pulled her close to me and kissed her. Sam moaned softly as our lips pressed together, and her hand slid up through my hair. She worked her lips gently across mine and as I returned the kiss, a feeling of unreality came over me. Was I really standing here making out with Sam? A topless, all but naked, Sam?
I came back to reality when Sam’s tongue flicked across my lips.
Surprise caused me to pause and her fingers tightened in my hair as her tongue pushed against my lips again.
I moaned when her soft pink tongue darted into my mouth and across my tongue. Sam was rocking back and forth, grinding her hips into me and I was acutely aware of her hard nipples pressing into my shirt.
Sam teased my lips with her tongue. When I went to kiss her, she pulled back, emitting a sexy little giggle that sent a shiver through me. I squeezed her tighter to prevent her from moving and kissed her again, but much harder than before and this time it was my eager tongue pushing between her lips.
Unlike me, Sam didn’t hesitate to open wide. As my tongue probed her mouth, she closed her lips around it and sucked gently.
Her arms sliding down my back and pulled my T-shirt out of my shorts. I raised my arms over my head and Sam broke our kiss. She tugged the shirt over my head, and tossed it to the floor. Rubbing her hands up and down my chest and stomach, she sighed, “Damn Justin, you feel good.”
“So do you. Wow, Sam you can kiss! I—”