Squeeze

"Go ahead and feel them," she said, puffing out her chest. I hesitantly stretched out my hands before stopping a little before. She, however, steps closer. I let out a yelp, but I don't remove my hands. "See they're real. I'm just wearing a pushup bra." This is when I was supposed to remove my hands, but instead I continue to grope her chest.

"They're so soft..." I mumble. She's quiet, so I glance up away from her breasts. I was not expecting her face to be blushing. I quickly retracted my hands.

"You don't have to stop..." she says just above a whisper. I find my hands clenching onto her breasts again. She let's out a moan, and I start feeling aroused myself. Not as much as when I felt her hands snake up my sides and stop at my own, smaller, breasts. "They're the perfect size." She begins to play with them, and I can't suppress my own moan. Her expression had changed from the last time I looked at it. She now looked... wanting. She released one of my breasts to pull my head towards hers, leading into a kissing session only broken apart by our need to breath. She pulled me, by the hem of my shirt, to her bed. We both collapsed downwards, taking nary a second to continue.

She pulled away. "Tonight, you're mine," she purred and went back in.

This one contains a few spelling mistakes, but otherwise is pretty good (IMO). I hope you enjoy! Also, IT's a GIF!