Boobies!

"I want to touch your boobs," I said eagerly.

"Okay," Emma said, pulling out her phone. "Your time-"

"Wait!" I shouted.

"-starts now!" Emma tapped the phone and started her timer app.

Crap. I lunged forward and grabbed her tits. Even beneath her shirt and bra, they felt soft and amazing. I squeezed them gently and rotated my hands in small circles, causing Emma to moan slightly.

"How do they feel?" Emma asked.

"Incredible," I whispered. All too quickly, her phone beeped and she gently stepped away.

"There, you've gotten a feel of what will await you in Level 2." Emma expected to see disappointment on my face, but I remained stone-faced.

"Technically, I never touched your boobs," I stated. "I only touched your shirt, which touched your bra, which touched your boobs."

"You said my boobs felt incredible," Emma retorted.

"Touching and feeling aren't the same thing," I explained.

"You're such a nerd," Emma said, suddenly smiling. "But I'm glad you are growing a bit of a spine." She reached down and pulled her t-shirt over her head, and I tried to hide my gasp. I've seen pictures of Emma topless before of course, but seeing her strip in real life was the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed. Emma smiled seductively as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, revealing her perfect boobs in the flesh. She picked up her phone again. "Okay, your time starts... now!"

Remembering Emma's text to her friend Sarah, I got to work. I grabbed her tit and leaned forward, placing my lips over her breast. I flicked her nipple a couple of times with my tongue before sucking. I grabbed her other boob and squeezed while rubbing her nipple with my thumb.

Emma gasped in surprise, as she arched her back, pressing her breasts more firmly against me. Her phone slipped from her fingers, falling to the floor forgotten.