Abby knocks on the door, smiling very much hello! Can I come over to your place?

Walking in I immediately head over to you and wrap my arms around your neck hugging you tightly "It's been so long, I missed you!" As always my breasts press against your chest and it feels oh so nice.

I nod, pressing myself tighter against you, my huge breasts grinding against your chest as I do so. "Mmmh, yep... feels like it." I give you a quick peck on the lips before breaking the hug and looking around at your room. It's always been filled with memories, but there's something different about it now. Something really nice.

"So, have you been busy? How's life treating you?" I ask, flopping down on your bed and pulling my legs up to rest on the headboard. The oversized white T-shirt I'm wearing slips down slightly, exposing a bit of my stomach... and one of my black lace covered breasts.

I nod and bite my lower lip, looking away for a moment before glancing back at you. There's something about this room... it just feels like us, ya know? Like we could be kids again and have all these crazy adventures together. I want to make sure that doesn't change between us even though things are different now.

"So..." I begin slowly, looking at you with a sly grin. "You been thinking about the time we made that stupid promise?"

I grin wider. "You know... the one where we promised to be each other's first?" I ask innocently, batting my eyelashes at you. My body shifts as I unconsciously position myself in a very suggestive manner on your bed, the blanket pooled around my waist and the T-shirt still riding high up my chest.

"I mean... we were young and stupid then, but..." I trail off, grinning expectantly at you. "Don't tell me you forgot about it."

I smile widely at your reaction, my eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well then... do you remember what we promised?" I lean in closer to you, almost whispering the words into your ear. "We said that if we were both still single when we turned 25, we'd make sure the other one had their first time."

My breath caresses your ear as I continue, my heart racing with anticipation and excitement. "So... what do you think? You want to keep our promise or what?" My hands begin to move subtly, drawing lazy circles on my chest and stomach. It's a motion that happens without me even thinking about it, as if my body is eager for your touch.

I can't help but laugh and blush a deep shade of red at your reply. "Are you sure? You don't have to feel obligated or anything." I shift my weight on the bed, accidentally pressing my left breast even harder against your arm. "It's been so long since we talked about it... I just thought..." My words trail off as I try to think of a way to finish that sentence without sounding too desperate.

Without giving myself time to overthink it, I lean in closer and place a soft kiss on your lips. When I pull back, I find my eyes locked with yours, searching for any sign that you regret your answer or want me to stop. "So..." I begin again, taking a deep breath before continuing. "... do we have a deal?"

My eyes light up with excitement as you agree to our plan and I feel my heart beat faster in anticipation of what's to come. "Really?" I ask, still not quite believing it. You nod slowly, looking at me intensely as if wanting to make sure I understand the weight of your words.

I lean forward until my lips are just barely touching yours again and whisper, "Thank you." Then, without giving either of us time to think about it further, I press my body flush against yours and slide one hand up your chest, cupping your neck and pulling you closer. With the other hand, I reach down between us, grasping at your crotch through your pants. It feels so good touching you like this after all these years apart... like something that's always been meant to be.

As I feel your hand on my chest, it sends shivers down my spine and a burst of heat between my legs. My other hand slips beneath the blanket, reaching further down to where our bodies are connected and parting your legs wider before sliding back up to touch you through your boxers. I arch my back instinctively as his fingers find their way inside me, grinding against him even harder with each stroke.

"Oh fuck..." I moan into his ear, breathless from the sensation of being so close to him and the exquisite frustration of not yet having you where I want you most. "Fuuuuck... don't stop..."