He couldn't believe his luck right now. It all started when he met Imane yesterday at the music festival his friends dragged him too. He was infatuated the second he saw her: her brown curly hair, her sweet eyes, her adorable smile.. but she was out of his league and he was way too much of a coward to talk to her, so he only passed her lingering stares throughout the rest of the day.
Imagine his surprise when she approached him and asked if he was free to hang out the next day - he had agreed immediately, his face flushing. No way did she want to hang out with him - but here he was, sitting at the edge of her bed in her hotel room.
As they begin talking, Brian begins to lose some of his nervousness. Imane is funny, making quips and jokes and laughing at the jokes he makes. He soon relaxes and they start conversing about everything and nothing at all: her videos, his life, video games, their hobbies and interests...
"You know," she says suddenly, a smile on her face, "I was actually nervous about meeting you too, for some reason. But you're actually super nice."
"Yeah?" he says, blushing a little at the compliment, and she nods.
"Uh huh. And..." she smiles a little flirtatiously, "you're kinda cute as well. That certainly helps matters."
Brian blinks rapidly. Is Imane hitting on him? Again he feels nerves crawling up his spine as he scrambles for an answer.
"Are you--are you.."
"Am I hitting on you? Yeah, I am," she smirks, and she reaches out to take his hand. "Do you mind?"
"N-no, of course not," he says quickly, feeling himself blush, "I just..."
"Shh," she says, "here..."
Her hand is soft as she slowly leads his hand to her breast, making him cup it gently through her shirt. He realizes with a start that she isn't wearing a bra -- he can feel her nipples hardening beneath his palm.
"You like that?" she asks teasingly, giving him a small smile as he shakingly nods. Is he dreaming? The weight and warmth of her breast in his hand feels too real to be a dream. He squeezes experimentally and she blushes, smiling at him. "That's it," she says, "don't be shy..."
"Take my shirt off," she whispers softly, and he brings his shaking hands to the hem of her shirt. He lifts it slowly, revealing smooth skin as the fabric slides over her ribs and her breasts. He swallows when he breasts finally dip out of her shirt; they hang full and beautiful. Her nipples are rosy and dark as they sit perkily on her breasts. He swallows.
"You want to suck them?" she asks, eyes glittering with mischief, her hands massaging her own breasts. He nods quickly, still too stunned to speak. "I'll let you." she pushes out her chest, hands circling her nipples. Swallowing, he bends down and mouths one of her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and rolling it around his tongue. She moans softly, bringing her hands to his hair as he begins suckling at her soft skin. When he comes away her breasts are wet and her nipples are even puffier than before, hard and pink as she smiles at him, brown eyes glittering.
"Let's continue this on the bed, shall we?" she says, leading him by the hand to her bed. He stumbles after her, too stunned for proper coordination. She sits him down and slowly lifts a leg to swing herself into his lap; she wriggles against his erection and he gasps, hands flying up to grab her hips.
"Mm, does that feel good?" Imane purrs, reaching down to massage his erection. He nods, and she laughs. She loops her arms around his neck and grinds her crotch against his erection in small circles. "I can make you feel even better." She stands up and kneels in front of him.
"Oh my God," Brian says, when he realizes what she's about to do. Imane giggles before she mouths at his clothed erection. He can feel her lips through his underwear and his hips jerk forward, looking for more stimulation. "Calm down," she teases, "be patient." she mouths him one more time before her dainty fingers come up to gently slide down his briefs. His dick springs free, hard and throbbing, and she smiles at him. "Damn, Brian..."
She looks up at him through her lashes as she gives his dick a long lick right up to the tip. She suckles the tip, tonguing the slit, and wraps her lips around the head. Brian moans, clutching the sheets as she begins taking in his length into her mouth. Her lips are soft and tight around his dick and the suction feels amazing as she hollows out her cheeks and sucks; occasionally she pulls off and runs her tongue over the head, lapping up drops of precome as he groans quietly on the bed. She pulls off and gives a kiss to the tip of his dick. Suddenly, she dips her head forwards and takes his entire length all at once. Brian moans loudly; the sensation is fantastic. It's warm and tight and wet all around his dick, and her tongue is wrapped around it as she deepthroats him again and again. She pulls off once more with a pop and wraps her hand around his dick, pumping it a few times.
"Does it feel that good, Brian?"
"Yes, Imane," he stutters, as she starts suckling his head again, "I think I'm going to-"
She releases his dick from her mouth and stands up. "Don't come yet, Brian, not before you fuck me."