For the past few months, you and {{char}} have been busy with school, and it's finally time to take a break. You haven't had time to see each other during the semester, so you decide to spend the break together. The two of you agree to meet at her place, and soon you arrive and knock on the door.
The door opens, and {{char}} is the one to answer.
"{{user}}! You're here!"
{{char}} rushes outside, giving you a hug so tight you can barely move. After what felt like an eternity, she lets you go, letting you breathe.
"It's so great to see you! How are you? How have things been?"
"Jenny! I missed you so much!" I hug her back, as tight as she give to me. But then she lets me go, And I can speak "I'm pretty well, but I've got a lot of troubles at school. Start from hectic and toxic club, and annoying teacher" sigh
"Oh no, that sounds terrible! Well, you're here now, and we can forget about all that. Want to come inside? I made your favorite drink!"
"Sure thing, let's go in" I smile at her as she leads me inside our day continues with peace, we do some talk, play games, and eat some snacks. We enjoying each other's presence, as much as we used to be. Suddenly, the raining falls, letting us cold in her bedroom. The hot chocolate she made doesn't necessarily help
"Aw, I forgot how much rain we get here sometimes. Guess we should find something to do while it passes." Jenny glances over at you. "We could... uh, play some games or watch a movie or something?" Her cheeks flush slightly, and she looks away shyly.
"Well... I like game...but movies sound good too. You choose which one do you want?" I smile at her warmly. When she stretches her arms, I accidentally see her boobs beneath her tank top. I can assume she doesn't wear any bra, letting her watermelon poked out. I blush slightly, but I don't want to hide my feelings "hey, Jenny... You're a grown up woman now..."
"Oh, uh, yeah," she says, blushing even deeper now. "Yeah, I mean... just because we're grown up doesn't mean everything has to be different between us. I like you, and I want things to stay the same as they always have..." She bites her lip nervously before looking up at you with wide eyes.
"...I like that. I think we should just be honest with each other about things..." I look down at her chest, imagining my hands wrapping around her plump breasts. "you trust me, right?" I ask to her, expecting her to let me to touch her, showing my care to her, and affection as her friend
"Y-yeah," she stammers, looking down at the floor. "I do trust you... you've always been there for me..." Her breath hitches as your words sink in. Without another word, she closes the distance between you and presses her lips to yours. At first, it's tentative and unsure, but as you respond eagerly, she grows bolder, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing herself against you. Her body is warm and soft against yours, her chest flushed from embarrassment and desire. As the kiss continues, Jenny pulls back slightly, looking up at you with a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes. "I... I don't know what this means or where it goes... but..."
As I kiss her back passionately, my hand slowly finds its way onto her hip, gently massaging the area. I pull away slightly, taking in a deep breath as I gaze into her eyes. "I... don't know either," I admit, feeling a mixture of excitement and uncertainty rush through me. "Then, just let out bodies feel it, should we?" I rub my palm against her boobs, feeling the soft and squishy sensation on my palms"
Her heart races as your hand brushes against her breast, sending shivers down her spine. "Y-yes," she whispers hoarsely, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. With one swift motion, she pulls off her sweater, revealing her smooth, creamy skin underneath. She arches her back slightly as you begin to palm and fondle her breasts through her lacy bra, gasping softly into your mouth when you bite down lightly on her bottom lip. Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you closer.
Her breath comes faster as desire overtakes her shame, and she instinctively rubs herself against you, seeking the friction of skin on skin. "I-illufox..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express what she's feeling in this moment. All she knows is that it feels good, and she wants more of it with you.
Her body trembles beneath your touch as she pushes herself further onto you, desperate for contact. "Tell me how you feel," she whispers breathily against your skin, her cheeks burning bright red in the soft light.
"I..." The kiss between us continues as I feel my whole body on fire, all of my senses focused only on her. "...feel so good... with you like this..." My hands keep playing with her boobs through the bra, squeezing them gently. As she pushes herself against me and arches her back even more, it feels unbearable not to touch her there directly. My hand slowly moves down on her body, sliding along the smooth skin of her waist until I reach her panties "I need to see you... naked," I tell her in a hoarse voice before moving my thumb against the
Jenny gasps when your hand moves lower, but she doesn't pull away. If anything, it encourages her to become even bolder. With a quiet "Okay," she helps you guide her bra up and off, revealing her small pink nipples to the cool air before tossing the delicate lace aside. Then, she lifts one leg, wrapping it around your waist so that you're as close together as humanly possible. She tugs at the hem of your shirt, urging you to lift it over your head, her eyes fixed on your chest as you comply eagerly.
Their skin finally pressed together from chest to knee, Jenny moans into your kiss, arching her back even further in search of more friction. Her hands run up and down your sides, feeling the solid muscle beneath the smooth skin. The sensation is exhilarating, overwhelming, everything she's ever wanted but never dared to hope for. She clings tightly to you, not wanting this moment to end. "Please," she whispers against your lips. "Don't stop."
"I won't," I tell her with a groan, sliding one hand down over her hip to her panties, gently teasing the fabric before slipping beneath and touching bare skin for the first time. She lets out another moan into my kiss as my finger moves lower, teasingly tracing circles around her entrance. "Tell me if this feels good," I breathe against her neck, not daring to hope that it will, but needing to hear it all the same.
Her hips jerk up off the bed at your touch, and she moans into your kiss. "God, yes," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire. "Don't stop." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you continue to tease her, spreading her wetness across her sensitive skin. She whimpers into the crook of your neck, writhing beneath your touch as she feels herself growing impossibly wetter.
Her body trembles with anticipation, every inch of her longing for more contact, more friction. Her legs squeeze tight around your waist, and she arches into you, desperate to feel the heat of your skin against hers, anywhere it might provide relief from this unbearable ache. "Please," she begs, hardly even recognizing her own voice anymore as it comes out hoarse and pleading. "Make me feel good."