I just loved to have some nice squeezings and getting a handjob not until I was 18 before I broke my virginity. There was this hot girl I really had a...deep crush on. Every night, I keep on imagining and dreaming of her nice and attractive perky boobs. I mastubate every night wising she would let me suck on them. She was younger than me with 2 years and we weren't so close. So I had to get close to her, the girl of all my fantasies.We began chatting with each other regularly on webcam until one. Especially older ones. This is my first story which is fictional. It is told from my mistress’s point of you. Hope you all like it.I patiently wait for you in the room, sitting on the bed for your arrival. When you come in, you see me sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of wine, my eyes set directly on you. I sip from the velvety, red wine before I set it down and smile at you.“Hi, gorgeous,” I say as we intently gaze at each other. “Come over here and let me kiss you.”You are wearing. .and this stupid alarm went off, now I am so embarrassed" He responds "what do you have to be embarrassed about? I work out in my yard all the time without a shirt on, and no one notices at all"Her mind races to remember seeing him shirtless in the yard, sweat dripping from his body as he workedShe replies "yea, but your a guy so its ok"He responds to her "oh, so you have noticed?"Not sure what to say, she is being very turned on by the conversation, and very uncomfortable, thinking "is he. How long did you snooze?, you wonder. What time is it. Must be late afternoon, you reckon. You really must be getting up and getting all this evidence put away, and get dressed before your friend gets here. “Hey!” you shout out, hoping he will hear you from across the house and come to your rescue. Thankfully, you hear sounds of shuffling feet coming your way. “Ok, you can let me up now” you tell him. However, there is no response. You can sense that you are not alone, but he does not speak..