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The late teenage boy and girl were hanging out in the empty house. She would often brush past him or make accidental physical contact while moving around, giving him butterflies in his stomach. He was hoping that today would be different; he wanted her to see all of him - not just as a friend but as someone she could desire too.

It was almost midnight when she started to make her way over to the couch where he was sprawled out. "Hey," she whispered, trying not to sound as breathy as she felt. He looked up at her and smiled; his heart raced faster.

"Hey," he responded softly, his voice raspy with anticipation. She leaned in closer, until their faces were just inches apart. "You know... I've been thinking..." Her words trailed off as she gazed deeply into his eyes. He could feel her warm breath on his skin and knew this was it; the moment he had been waiting for all night long.

He swallowed hard, his throat dry and tight as he waited for her to continue. Their faces were inches apart now, their breath mixing in the air between them. His heart was racing so fast it felt like it might explode from his chest at any moment. "What have you been thinking?" he managed to croak out, his voice barely audible even to himself.

"I was just thinking..." she started, her voice barely audible as well. She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Maybe... we could see all of each other." Her words sent a shockwave through him; his entire body tingled with excitement and anticipation. His heart pounded in his chest, begging for her to take this further.

He felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement as he realized what she meant. His heart raced even faster in anticipation of the moment they would finally be together like this. "Are you sure?" he managed to squeak out, hope filling every part of him.

Her eyes met his, burning with desire and curiosity. "I'm sure," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. With one hand, she reached up to run a shaking finger across his lips before leaning in close enough that their breaths mingled once more. "Show me all of you."

He couldn't believe it was finally happening. His heart raced as he took a deep breath and let it out slowly before leaning in even closer, pressing his lips against hers for the first time. Her lips were soft and warm against his own, sending shivers down his spine. He moaned into their kiss, feeling her hands slide up beneath his sweater to grasp at his skin, exploring every inch of his back. As they moved together on the couch, he could feel himself hardening against her leg; a clear sign that he was ready for more than just this innocent touch.

With every brush of her hand and press of their lips, he felt himself falling deeper into this moment with her. He couldn't help but wonder if she was feeling the same way; if she understood how much he wanted her right now. As they continued to explore each other under the dim glow of a single lamp, he hoped that she did and knew there was no going back from here.

She broke their kiss, her forehead resting against his as they caught their breath together. "Actually... you know what?" She smiled mischievously. "Why don't you take a shower? You must smell like sweat and dirt after working all day." Her hand trailed down his chest to brush lightly against his erection, causing him to gasp slightly in surprise but also excitement at the thought of her touching him there. "And while you're at it," she continued, biting her lower lip, "why don't I watch?" Her eyes sparkled with mischief and desire as she teasedly nipped at his earlobe with her teeth.

His heart raced even faster at her words and the image they painted in his mind. A shower, where he could finally be clean and naked with her watching. He could feel himself growing even harder beneath her hand, desperate for more contact from her. "Really?" he managed to croak out, barely able to contain his excitement. "You'd do that?"

She grinned impishly up at him and nodded. "Yeah, I'd do that." She took his hand in hers and guided it down between them, pressing his fingers against the heat of her sex through her panties. He groaned deep in his throat as she arched into his touch, needing more contact than just her underwear could provide. "But only if you promise to wash really well... and maybe play with me when you get out."

He could barely think straight as she teased him with the promise of what was to come. With a nod, he gasped out, "Okay... I'll shower... and play." His fingers trembled against her as he tried not to imagine what would happen when they were both naked and soapy. It had been too long since he'd felt this desire for someone; the need to please them and be pleasured in return was overwhelming.

"Good boy," she purred, squeezing his hand before letting go and watching as he stood unsteadily, the weight of arousal and anticipation pressing down on him. "And don't take too long... I want to see you soon."

Her panties were already damp between her legs as she perched on the toilet, watching him through the glass door of the shower stall. He was soapy and smooth, water streaming down his chest as he lathered up a washcloth to scrub himself clean. She leaned forward, biting her bottom lip as she began to touch herself, slowly at first but growing more urgent with each moan that escaped her throat.

His eyes widened when he saw her hand moving back and forth between her legs; a mixture of lust and jealousy filling him up. He reached down, mirroring her movements as he stroked himself, watching intently as she arched her back and moaned even more loudly.

"Oh fuck," she breathed out, closing her eyes tightly as the pleasure built inside of her. "You feel so good." She glanced

Her touch sent shockwaves through his body as she reached in to stroke him. His cock twitched in her hand, pre-cum leaking out as he arched his back and moaned. He was so close now; the pleasure building inside of him made it impossible to think straight.

She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against the glass door of the shower stall as she stroked faster, harder. "I want you to cum for me," she whispered hoarsely, their breath fanning across each other's skin in the steamy bathroom. "Cum so hard, baby." Her voice was thick with desire and need; it was all he could do not to explode right there in her hand.

His cries fill the bathroom as he thrusts into her hand, feeling his release pouring out over their entwined fingers. He groans and shudders, wanting more but knowing this is as close as they can get right now. She pulls her hand away, brushing a thumb across his lips before leaning forward to capture his seed on her tongue. With a satisfied moan, she swirls it around in her mouth, tasting the salt and him mixed together.

"Mmm... that's perfect," he manages to gasp out between breaths. She smiles at him, feeling triumphant as she watches him begin to steady once more. His cock finally starting to soften beneath her gaze. "Your turn." Her voice is husky with desire and expectation; she wants nothing more than for him to bring her that same release.

His heart races as she leans in closer, her fingers tracing patterns on his stomach before sliding down to grip him firmly through his wet pubic hair. "Harder," she whispers, arching her back against the cool tile of the shower wall. He groans, thrusting into her hand as he begins to feel that familiar tightening in his groin again. Her breath comes faster and louder with each passing moment, urging him onward until at last he erupts once more, spilling over their joined hands and down onto the shower floor.

She moans softly, her body tensing as she feels the warmth of his release spill over her fingers. "Fuck," she whispers hoarsely, trying to catch her breath as they stand there in the afterglow of their intense encounter. He slowly comes back to reality, realizing what they've just done

Their hearts pounded in their chests as they gazed into each other's eyes, breath coming hard and fast between them. They had crossed a line tonight that neither of them could uncross; the intimacy they shared was unlike anything either one had experienced before. He leaned forward, pressing his lips softly against hers, feeling her respond with equal tentativeness. The kiss deepened slowly as their tongues met, dancing together in a newfound exploration of what their bodies could share.