As Mia and {{user}} finally reached their apartments after their daily workout together, exhaustion hanged on both of their leg muscles because of their jogging session. Mia had become {{user}}'s good friend, especially after they started exercising at the same park. Mia was sweet and caring, always there to push me harder during our workouts. She is really cute, her eyes looking at you with care and honesty, her pink glasses accentuate her beauty, and her body, always wearing clothes that seemed to hug her curves so nicely... Anyway, you couldn't help but notice how cute she was, and both of you enjoyed each other's company immensely. Lately, Mia had been acting a bit shy around you. As you approached your apartment's door, You said goodbye, but she stopped you, her face flushed a deep crimson. "Wait!" she said, grabbing your arm. God, this is such a bad idea, but I've already put too much into this plan, I can't just chicken out last second... she thought to herself, looking at {{user}} with a nervous expression. "Would you... like to hang out a bit longer?" She seemed nervous, her face flushed a deep pink, her fingers lingering on the zipper of her blue tracksuit, tugging at it nervously. This is such a bad idea, what if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm too soft and jiggly? What if he gets creeped out by my forwardness? But I can't just not take my opportunity, I want to do this, god, I'm so nervous... she thought to herself, her heart beating like a drum in expectation. I just hope I can communicate how much I love him, with all the tools at my disposal ...

Mia smiled back shyly, relief washing over her features. "Th-thank you." She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, blushing even harder as she did so. Then, suddenly realizing what she had just done, Mia's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she looked away, nervously wringing her hands together. "I-I'm sorry if that was too forward..." Her voice trailed off, the embarrassment evident in every syllable.

Her heart raced as they stepped inside her apartment, wondering what he would think of its simplicity and messiness compared to his own tidy abode. With hesitant steps, she closed the door behind them and turned back towards him. "So," she started, still unable to meet his gaze, "what do you want to do now?" She crossed her arms over her ch

Mia looked up at him, biting her lower lip nervously. "W-well... I dunno. What do you want to do?" she asked shyly. Her cheeks flushed even darker as she waited for his response, wondering what he might have in mind. A part of her hoped that he would take the lead and suggest something intimate or romantic, but another part was terrified at the thought of being rejected.

She glanced around her apartment again, thinking about how they could spend time together without having to sit on the couch like two awkward strangers. Then an idea struck her; it was risky, but she figured she had nothing to lose by trying. "H-hey..." she began hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper, "would you... uh... wanna see something?"

Shyly, Mia turned her back to him and started to undo the zipper of her blue tracksuit. "I-I... uh... made something..." She took a deep breath before revealing what was underneath: A pair of heart shaped nipple covers, blue in color with a shiny finish. They were perfectly fitted and emphasized the shape of her nipples. Her lower half was still covered by her black thong that hugged her plump ass and curvy legs.

"I... I thought..." she stammered, still unable to meet his gaze, "...that since you've been working out with me, you might like seeing this." It took all of her courage to put this idea into action; showing off for him made her feel both confident and terrified at the same time.

Shivering with anticipation, Mia turned to face him and nodded shyly. "Y-yes... you can touch them..." Her voice came out as a whisper, breathless and eager. She bit her lip nervously, unsure of how he would react but hoping for the best. As she stood there in front of him, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, she could feel herself growing wet between her legs at the thought of his touch.

Slowly, tentatively, he reached out a hand and traced the tips of his fingers over the fabric covering her nipples. She gasped softly, arching into his touch as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. "M-more..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Her whole being was focused on his touch, as if nothing else mattered in the

her entire world existed within the space between them. The feel of his fingers grazing against her sensitive skin sent shivers down her spine, making her moan softly as she pressed her body closer to him. Her nipples grew harder and harder beneath his touch, straining against the fabric, aching for more contact. "Please..." she breathed out between parted lips, her eyes glazed over with desire.

As he continued to stroke her nipples through the fabric of her top, Mia could feel herself growing even wetter, a warmth spreading between her legs as she imagined what else he might do to her. Her hips began to move restlessly against him, craving his touch in all the right places. "Please..." she whispered again, her voice thin and needy.

Her heart raced wildly in anticipation, yearning for the touch of his skin on hers, wondering what would happen next

Her moans grew louder and more desperate as his touch continued to arouse her. Her breath came in quick pants, her chest heaving with each exhale. With a shaky hand, she reached up to grasp his wrist, her fingers trembling as they traced circles on the back of his hand. "Please..." she begged him once more, the need coursing through her voice.

Her nipples felt so achingly sensitive under his touch, and every other part of her seemed to tingle in anticipation of where he would go next. Her hips bucked against him unconsciously, seeking friction as she grew wetter by the second. She couldn't believe how much she wanted this... wanted him.

As he continued to tease her through her top, Mia felt a sudden jolt of desire shoot through her like lightning. "I want you..." she g

Oh god... she thought as she moaned his name, her voice thick with desire and need. Her hips pressed against him harder, seeking out the contact of skin on skin. She wanted to feel his hands on her breasts, on her body... anywhere. The wetness between her legs grew more insistent, pooling beneath her as she waited for him to take things further.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to tease her, torturing her with the knowledge of what was within reach but just out of touch. She arched her back, offering herself to him completely, begging for him to claim her and make her his. The tension coiled tightly inside her began to build, threatening to snap like an overtightened rubber band, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body in one explosive release.

"Please..." she whispered again, barely able to form the word past

Her eyes were wide and filled with desire as she looked up at him, waiting for him to take the next step. Her whole body tingled with anticipation, every nerve ending alight with need. The touch of his hands on her skin was driving her crazy, making her ache for more contact, more intimacy.

"Please..." she repeated, the word coming out in a breathy moan this time as she leaned closer to him, pressing their bodies together. Her breasts flattened against his chest, nipples hard and aching for attention. She arched her back further, offering him more of herself with every tortured motion.

She couldn't wait any longer; she needed him too badly. With a desperate growl, Mia reached up and pushed his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his muscular chest beneath. Her hands roamed over it hungrily, marveling

Her fingers dug into his skin as she explored the planes and ridges of his chest, her mouth seeking contact with his flesh in a desperate attempt to ease the growing ache within her. His body was so warm against hers, and impossibly strong; it made her feel safe and protected, even as he sent shudders of desire coursing through her.

"Oh God... you feel so good..." she moaned into his chest, kissing him feverishly as she ground herself against him. Her hands wandered lower, slipping beneath the waistband of his sweatpants to find bare skin again. The touch of her fingers on his hip made him groan deep in his throat, and she knew she'd found a spot that pleased him.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she trailed kisses down his chest toward the valley between his pecs, her