In forest with a teenager

I was on my way to meet the girl. I had never seen her before, only chatted with her a few times in the Internet. But I knew that she was young – only 16, and she knew that I was more than ten years older than she was… Other than that I had never even seen a picture of her, although she had told me that she is very small in size.

We had agreed to meet at a bus stop, at the edge of the city central. It was a warm summer day and I was arriving by foot. I had had a couple of beers to calm my nerves. When I turned to the correct street, the bus stop was about 50 yards from me, and I noticed a figure sitting on the bench. Long blonde hair…

I was so nervous. I had never met a girl this much younger than myself. How would she react to me..?

I walked up to the bus stop. We looked at each other for a while, both obviously very anxious. When she stood up I saw just how short and slim she really was. Her long, blonde hair reached down to her lower back, and her face could only be described as “cute”. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans, which I noticed to be quite tight over her small figure.

On her upper body she was wearing a black top and a light-blue hoodie that was casually unzipped. I couldn’t help myself – my eyes wandered and I almost immediately checked out her bosom… the shape of it was clearly distinguishable through the layers of clothing.

At this point I felt my penis getting harder… and I hadn’t even exchanged greetings with her.

We exchanged a few words, then began to walk down the street. She was quiet – clearly very nervous, but I estimated that she also was shy and quiet by nature. During our chat sessions, we hadn’t really decided on what to do during the meeting, so we just walked for a while and talked. Mostly it was me who talked – the girl just answered with short “yeah”s and “ok”s… I was also secretly looking for a place where we could spend some time without anyone else there to see us… We were still very close to downtown, but I knew there was a small patch of forested area nearby. Several paths criss-cross the area, but that was the most secluded place that I could think of at that time.

When we came to the edge of the forest, I asked if she’d like to walk in there with me. She agreed, so we begun to walk along the path that led deeper into the woods. The path was very narrow, so we couldn’t walk it side by side – I asked her to go first… While I walked behind her, she was the only thing I was looking at. Her butt was small and actually kind of flat, but I found it difficult to tear my eyes away from it. My erection was still strong – my dick had been hard ever since the moment the girl first stood up at the bus stop.

When we arrived to a spot that seemed private enough, I asked the girl to stop. There was a tree stump right next to the path and I urged her to sit down on it. I also inquired – somewhat playfully – if it wasn’t too hot to be wearing the hoodie… I think she actually was feeling a little hot, as the day was warm and at least I was feeling a little sweaty after our walk. She removed the hoodie and placed it on her lap.

Now, as she was sitting down and wearing only the sleeveless top, I could get a better look at her breasts… They seemed surprisingly large, at least when considering her otherwise small frame. The pressure in my pants just wouldn’t go away, and I think the girl noticed it too – my bulge was clearly visible. For a moment I pondered if I should be embarrassed by it… But the girl didn’t mention anything, and I think she knew what I was thinking anyway. During our last chat, we hadn’t really talked about what to do when we’d meet, but the chats had often been somewhat sexually flavored.

We talked about some casual things for a while, or rather, I talked, because the girl was still very quiet. But the pressure in my jeans was getting really uncomfortable, so after about ten minutes, I just couldn’t keep the conversation up anymore. I wasn’t sure on how to proceed delicately, so I just went ahead and asked if it was OK for me to touch her. She gave me a cute little nod and let out a quiet “mm-hm” sound, so I stepped closer to stand right next to her. I ran my hands through her gorgeous hair and caressed one of her cheeks. From there I was also able to get a nice view down to her cleavage…

I was certain that the girl had figured out that by “touching” I had meant more than just petting her hair a little, so I placed one of my hands on her neck, between her collarbones. I looked her directly in the eyes to see her reactions, and very slowly slid my hand downwards.

The girl didn’t seem to mind, so I did not stop my hand when the tips of my fingers touched her bra. Continuing with very careful and gentle motions I pushed my fingers under the right cup of her bra, and then proceeded even further down.