Cuddle and kiss beneath the blankets.

"Come." You say as you take her hand and start toward your bedroom. "May I?" Your ask as you look down. She's a bit rushed by it all but you go ahead and undo her zip. You go to one knee as you pull down her pants. She grabs for her undies as to hold them up against the pull of her pants. Finally you get back up and have her step out of them. Then you walk her to your bed and lift the blanket. She hesitates for a moment as you smile a kind and encouraging smile. She pulls it together, puts her cap on your nightstand and gets into bed. You follow her as she turns on her side towards you. You reach out and put a hand on her hip. You meet her eyes and a shiver of excitement runs through your body. You both smile. Her face is so close to yours you can feel her breath. It's a bit deep. She's nervous. She bites her lips.

"I'm yours." She says, just barely more than a whisper. She's yours, you realize. A strange but pleasant sensation emerges in your chest. Your fingertips are tingly, your lips are dry. As you lick them you make up your mind.

The kiss is onesided at first, almost stale, but then she opens up and returns the kiss. You run your fingers underneath her shirt and down her back. You pull her closer, press yourself against her and undo her bra. She pulls get lips away. You look and see that she's a bit startled. She puts up a faint smile as she ponders her predicament. Then, she smiles widely and nods ever so slightly. You resume kissing her as you run your hand all across her back. This is what happiness feels like, you think. After a while you both stop to catch your breath. She sits upright and looks down at you with a tempting smile. You put your head on the pillow and look up at her with a stupid grin. Then, to your surprise, she takes off her shirt and bra.

In the dim daylight shining around your closed curtains you can only barely make out more than her silhouette, but as you sit upright you can see that her breasts are really firm, held up well. They're probably a C-cup, but only just.

You take off your shirt and lay your hands on her sides. She gasps slightly and you feel that there's tension there, but she's clearly still determined to do this. As you kiss her the both of you lay back down and eventually you ask her to turn around. You slide one arm under her neck and you lay the other over her side and you cup one of her breasts. You press yourself as firmly against her as you possibly can and you notice your dick pressing perfectly in between her butcheeks. If she's noticed it she's not letting on. Somehow that makes it more special. You lay with her like that for a while, the warmth and softness of her skin and the calmness of her deep breaths making you mellow. Eventually though, your mind drifts back to your more sexual wishes.