Midnight thoughts

Thought.3.

I've always liked boys since high school. But when I found out I had a preference to tits over dicks I just couldn't help but want to try out with a girl.

It has never been on my mind actually to do so. It was like a desire that I kept to myself all that time, never told anyone about it, never even tried to make it happen. I was just watching girls in silent, making scenes in my head. Scenes that I only know about.

It was all just random thoughts I get from time to time, sometimes when I'm alone at night touching myself imagining having a pretty girl's hand instead of mine. Until the time has finally came and the desire I've been hiding for so long took over my rational self.

It was at a bar. I went to get a drink right after uni. I was exhausted and I just wanted to chill. Little did I know how that night is going to end. She was sitting feets away from me. I could see from where I was how pretty she is.

Curly long dark hair perfectly styled in a messy bun. She didn't have any makeup on, she was just wearing a dark red lipstick, making her lips the most noticeable trait in her face. My eyes slide down a little bit and I instantly feel a heat wave all over my body. She was wearing a V tank top, I could see her boobs clearly under the soft lights of the bar. Her nipples were pointing and visible through the light tissu of her top. She wasn't wearing a fucking bra. FUCK.

I take a sip of my drink and cross my legs trying to ignore the intense feeling I was getting between my thighs. My eyes couldn't help but keep staring at her, staring at her long lean legs that her skirt barely covers. I even bet I would see her panties if she just spreads her legs a little bit.

When I go back to looking at her face, she was staring at me. I feel my face turning red and I suspect a smile on her lips. Is she making fun of me ? She definetly must be laughing at how weird I sound right now contemplating her.

" What were you staring at ? "

I almost fall of my chair when I hear her voice close. She's now only centimeters away. I didn't even realized she was now next to me.

" I wasn't staring. " I deny and she laughs. I just roll my eyes, acting like I'm careless. The truth is I just wanna grab her tits that she's just putting straight in front my face.

" Oh, yes you were, honey. " She insists, taking a seat next to me. " You were staring at my tits, weren't you ?"

Just tell her the truth.

" I fucking was, yes."

She seems to find my response funny because she laughs again. Without asking for permission, she grabs my hand, forcing me to follow her to the other corner of the bar, where the bathroom was.

" You know what I like the most about this bar ? its private bathrooms." She explains, locking the door behind us as she pushes me inside.

Just right ater hearing the click of the door being locked, I turn over to look at her. She was laying against the sink, her arms crossed under her boobs, making them look bigger.

" Are you going to keep staring or what ?" She asks, visibly impatient, before taking off her top.

Her tits bounce right in front of me as she pulls off the top. They were even more perfect than I imagined them. They were perfectly round and lifted. Her nipples were dark and hard, poiting out like they were ready to get sucked.

Just as I feel my panties getting wet, I get closer to her, suddently feeling confident even though that was my first time being intimate with a girl. Her smile seems to not leave her face, it even gets wider when I grab both her boobs in my hand and shake them.

" See, it's better when you touch them insteand of just staring."

" Definetly." I approve, still suprised by the whole situation.

I didn't know what to do at first. I was clueless. I was just holding her tits, enjoying how soft they were. My thumbs started to rub her hard nipples, drawing small circles against them as she lets a moan out of her mouth. That sound was enough for me to go further and I lean against her, taking one of her nipples in my mouth.

The explosure of feelings that I get right away was too much for me. My panties should be soaked right now. I start sucking her tits like my life depends on them. She holds my hair, making sure I don't stop and I definetly wasn't going to stop.

As one of my hands is holding her tits, the other slides all over her body and gets under her skirt. I can feel how wet she was through her panties. She was as soaked as I was and this makes me even more horny. I pull the fabric aside, leaning my hand againt her pussy. She moans louder now, inviting me to keep on what I'm doing.

I slide one finger inside her. She was so wet that it slides easily inside. The edges of her pussy was so contacted as I start to finger her as deep as my finger can get.

" Why are you nervous ?" She asks suddently.

I just look at her confused.

" Fuck, please, don't stop." She asks the moment my finger stops moving.

" I'm not nervous, no. It's just my first time with a girl." I simply answer, adding another finger inside her.

She arches her back in pleasure. Her hands reach for my t-shirt that she takes off quickly. Unlike her, I was wearing a bra. She doesn't even try to take it off, instead, she just grab my tits and take them out before slapping them. I didn't protest, why would I after all ? That slap felt weirdly so hot. Another slap follows and I see my skin turning slightly red. Again, i don't protest, I just start fingering her even faster and deeper, feeling her wetness covering my hand.

to be continued ..... (tell me if you want the next part)