You wanted more than hugs

You pressed with your hand on her buttock and began to rock your hips against her while your other hand slid up over her skin under the clasp of her bra. She hummed soft at the sensations and moved one hand over the back of your neck, then her fingers caressed your hairline. You kissed her forehead again while tracing your fingertips down over her spine, causing her to arch her back with a quivering breath. You leaned back a little while moving your hand over her side back up and onto her bra. You began to knead her breast feeling her hardened nipple through the fabric and she lifted her head from your shoulder.

"Ehm... I don't think that is a good idea, John," she said while moving a hand onto your shoulder.
You didn't move, your hand was still on her breast, the other still on her buttock. You tried to look innocent and whispered, "Why not? Are your breasts too sensitive?"
She shook her head, "No, it's just going a little too far."
"Far? I think it's rather innocent," you replied with a mock frown.
"No, you have your hand on my breast. I don't call that innocent," she said and began to move away.
You held her close by her buttock and began to knead her breast again, "Tell me that it doesn't make you feel good and I stop."
She took a deep breath, then whispered, "Yes, it does feel good, but it still doesn't make it right."
"Come on. Really? You didn't have a problem with anything else so far."
She nodded, "Yes, I know, but still..."
You shrugged and let go of her, then sat down on the bed. You patted next to you, "Come and sit on the bed. Let's review our reactions then."

She nodded and sat down, pulled on leg onto the bed and faced you. She took a deep breath, "It felt better than the first hug, but it was going a little too far for a normal hug. It became a cuddle, then a little too intimate."
"Did the cuddle make you feel good though?" you asked, while your mind was working on getting her out of her clothes.
She nodded, "Yes, of course. I would have stopped you if it didn't."
"Okay, sorry," you started, "and did you feel..." You looked down, pretending to be shy, "aroused at some point?"
She shifted a little on the bed and took a deep breath then sighed. She blushed as you looked at her.
"Well?" you insisted.
She slowly nodded, whispering, "Yes."
"Sheesh, you make it sound like that is a bad thing! Don't you enjoy the feeling of being aroused?" you said almost angrily.
"I do enjoy feeling aroused, of course," she said indignantly, "but... but... we just met."
You lifted your eyebrows, "So, is that a reason for not denying yourself some enjoyment? It is also a way to get to know each other better."
She shook her head, "No, it isn't about denying herself enjoyment. It's too fast."
You shrugged, "How about this? I'll make you enjoy yourself and promise not to touch your breasts unless you ask me to."
She looked thoughtful for a moment while she reached out to pick up her drink and took a sip before placing it back. She bit her lower lip and nodded slowly, "Okay, but you have to stop when I tell you to."
You smiled, "Deal. Take off your sweater and lie down."

She looked slightly worried, then took off her shoes first, next her sweater and eased herself back onto the bed.
You kicked off your shoes, climbed on the bed and straddled her lap. "Don't worry," you said, while placing your hands on her sides. You slowly caressed up her sides onto her shoulders carefully avoiding her breasts. "Put your hands behind your head, it'll make it easier for me." She nodded and clasped her hands behind her back looking at you curiously. You resumed your caresses, moving back to her sides and down, until just beneath her bra. Slowly you traced her bra with your fingertips towards her stomach, then moved down over her belly to the top of her jeans. You traced the fabric to her sides and moved up a little again, carefully examining her expression. As you moved your hands back onto her belly and moved up she lets out a soft hum.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" you asked while your fingertips reached her bra. You traced the undersides of her breasts outwards while she nodded humming and closed her eyes. Your hands moved to her shoulder again while you traced the sides of her breasts with your thumbs. She briefly arched her back a little while her breathing increased slightly. You rotated your hips a little so she'd feel your stiff member against her groin. Your hands moved back down, tracing and caressing the same path as before. Your fingertips pressed a little more against the undersides of her breasts before moving down.
You slipped your thumbs under her waistband, making her draw in a quivering breath and you slid your member down over her groin. You ground your pelvis against hers back up with a little more pressure while your hands caressed up her sides again and rested on the front of her shoulders. You could see and feel her quickened breath. You gently pressed her down, "Are you enjoying yourself?"
She opened her eyes and nodded slowly, "Yes, I am. Thank you."
You raised your eyebrows, "You want me to stop?"
She shook her head, "No, unless you want to stop."
"No, not at all, I'm enjoying it too." Your hands moved further onto the top of her breasts, avoiding to touch the fabric of her bra. While you caressed slowly over the top of her breasts with your thumbs and ground your cock gently against her, you whispered, "Do you want me to go a little further?"
She looked at you almost expressionless, closed her eyes briefly and sighed soft. A few seconds passes while your thumbs conquered a little more of her breasts with each caress. Finally she nodded and whispered, "Yes."
You smiled and moved your fingertips circling over her bra, avoiding her stiff nipples. Slowly you moved your palms closer and the circling turned into cupping. You let your hands briefly linger, then moved them down onto her belly to her waistband while you dragged your bulge down over her groin. You slipped your thumbs further underneath it and felt her muscles quiver. You traced under her waistband to her sides and caressed up again while you ground up against her groin. She parted her lips and began to breathe heavier. You moved to her breasts, cupping them and began to rub her nipples lightly with your thumbs. You felt them harden even more and she let out a soft moan. You started to grind against her pelvis in a very slow pace.
Without stopping you whispered, "More?"
She nodded, "Yessss."
You bent forward and pressed your lips onto the fabric of her bra, nipping at her nipple. She moaned again. You kept cupping and rubbing her other breast while your free hand moved down over her belly. You slipped your fingers under her waistband, until the back of your nails reached her pubic hair. She arched her back a little again with a soft moan. You took it as a cue to undo the button of her jeans, then pulled down the zipper while you lifted your hips. You eased the flaps away, then moved your thumb over her panties seeking her pleasure nub. She moved her hips up in response.

You lifted your mouth from her breast and looked at her. You began to tug at her waistband, whispering, "Help me take off your jeans."
She lifted her hips and you began to slide down her jeans and taking her panties along with it. "No," she suddenly said and gripped her panties breathing heavily, "only my jeans, John."
You nodded and shrugged, "As you wish." You let go of her panties and took off her jeans completely. You quickly took off your pants and climbed between her legs while she moved her hands back to behind her head. You placed your hand back on her mound and searched for her nub again, then began to rub it gently through the fabric. She moaned soft again and began to gyrate her hips under your touches. Slowly you moved your hand up and felt her hips rise. You pressed your tented boxers against her mound and ground slowly against her. Your hands caressed up onto her breasts and eased the fabric down under her breasts. You cupped them and rubbed her nipples with your thumbs.
"Hmmm, yes, that feels good," she moaned softly while arching her back a little.
You smiled and bent over to cover her nipple with your lips. Suckling on it, you moved one of your hands down and rubbed with your thumb over her nub. She rocked her hips and you slipped your thumb further down and discovered the damp spot in her panties covering her folds. She moaned as you pressed her panties between her folds. With a little pressure you dragged your thumb back to her nub and rubbed it while her hips moved a little faster.

You lifted your mouth from her nipple, then blew soft over it. She shuddered with a moan. You straightened up and freed your cock then bent forward again while placing the tip of your glans against her panties covered entrance.
"No, wait, stop" she said while moved herself up on her elbows. She looked at you breathing heavily.
"What?" you said not moving, "Did I do something wrong?"
She shook her head, "You can't go any further, I don't have any birth control."
"Oh, don't worry, I have condoms," you said reassuring.
"No, that won't work. I get rashes from condoms," she said shaking her head.