They had built a tree house in the woods behind our house a few years ago, and this is where most of our fun took place, but I had never been there with just one boy before.They had built a tree house in the woods behind our house a few years ago, and this is where most of our fun took place, but I had never been there with just one boy before. I knew what going to the tree house meant, I had been going there for almost 4 years, and going there alone with Brian was very exciting, I could already feel my body tingling. I was now thirteen and developing fast. I had long grown out of training bras and had worked my way up to a whopping 32B, and on my small 86lb. body, those little suckers looked good. I was still in my school uniform; a grey pleated skirt very short, navy blue sweater,(no blouse today), white knee sox, and black flats, and just like now, I rarely wore a bra. My tits have always been very firm and perfectly shaped and it always felt good when my nipples rubbed against my clothes, they're are very sensitive. I never wore a skirt except to school and this is the first time I had to climb the tree house ladder in one. " Go ahead up." Brian said. " I'm right behind you." Half way up I stopped and looked down just in time to catch Brian, who was still on the ground, looking right up my skirt. Well, this was a first. I'm not sure what I thought but I felt a shiver go through me, but I didn't do anything to keep him from looking. When we got inside we sat cross legged on the floor facing each other and I could see that Brian's prick was already hard and thought it must have happened when he looked up my skirt,and I got another little shiver. Other times it wouldn't get stiff until I started playing with it. Pricks were one of my favorite things and I had learned a lot about them in the last 4 years. |