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ll characters in story including me are 18+

This is the fourth part of my first story:

In the last part Wendy had kissed me in her room, pushed me backward on her bed and got on top of me. My heart was racing while I kissed er back. While when making out with Klaas I was on top and now Wendy had really pushed herself on top of me making out with Wendy was very different from Klaas. Klaas was rough and hard, it was a lot of kissing and feeling the stubble of his beard on my chin even his lips and tongue seemed rough when compared to Wendy. Wendy was soft almost delicate; it wasn’t smashing lips together but feeling her lips on mine. Feeling how softly her tongue would explore mine. When she kissed my neck, I could not hold back an embarrassing moan of pure lust and pleasure. I put my arms to her back almost scratching her as she kissed my earlobe. When she looked me in the eyes, I kissed her while I felt her hand touch my neck, and caress gently over the side of my jumper.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment while Wendy sat upright on top of me, as she took of her sweater. I never really looked at other girls chests at gym class, to embarrassed about my own flat chest and to scared someone might opinion on it. Now Wendy took her sweater off I could not help but notice how pretty hers were. I still remember thinking, nay maybe wishing one day I might have a nice c cup like she does. I must have gotten red from staring as Wendy took my hand and put it on her boob as she whispered in my ear: ‘don’t just look you have to feel’. Her other hand slipped under my jumper and pushed my bra, that was nicely hiding my hard nipple, out of the way. I squeezed her boob as she flicked my nipple. I tried to get up to kiss her but Wendy pushed me back, took her hand from under my shirt and we made out some more. While making out I felt Wendy’s hand everywhere on my body, my chest, my belly I could feel myself getting more and more turned on and my poor panty’s that had just dried from the afternoon started getting wet all over again.

At this point Wendy got off of me and laid down next to me. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t have to. It was my turn to get on top of her and to explore her body. I wanted to, but I was also scared, scared because she was only wearing a bra and jeans, scared as she was more of a woman than me and scared because she seemed to know what she was doing, but I did not. She must have noticed my hesitation as she took my sweater off me before I was even fully on top of her. She was directing me from below me. As I kissed her lips, I felt how she pushed her tongue into my mouth while she unhooked my bra. I was topless, vulnerable but so horny. I played with her nipple as I kissed her neck. She grabbed my tiny Vietnamese butt to boost my face past her so she could kiss my nipple to make sure I knew how that felt. But at the point that I had her nipple and I wanted to feel and kiss it we hear a car door.

Wendy’s older brother Joris had gotten home from uni without notice. Luckily, we could get dressed and turned on some music before he could come to her room. I’m not sure if he noticed anything but he did opinion on our messed-up hair. We blamed the weather, of course. After having a glass of Cola in the kitchen and cooling off a bit I told Wendy and Joris I had to head home for dinner to be in time for my swimming practice that evening. Wendy couldn’t help herself but whisper in my ear that I shouldn’t look at the other girls while showering. So with red ear tips I left their home to cycle in the rain back to my own house.

This is where I think I’ll end part 4. If you want me to keep going, please let me know a lot happened after this. Feel free to let me know what you think and help me improve the writing or spelling.

NSFW: yes

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