Me And Mike In The Treehouse – Part 2

I got a lot of positive feedback on my first story about me and Mike so I decided to write another. Thank you all for your support. … Emily

A couple of weeks had gone by since my first story. Mike and I saw each other once in a while but never had the chance to go “swimming” by ourselves. We have other friends and family stuff to do so it took a while for us to have that chance again. Almost too long for me.

The day finally came and we set up a meet and told our parents our plans to go swimming. We just failed to mention our plans for afterwards. We met as usually at the tree house and dropped off our clothes and snacks. We walked down to the pond, neither of us saying anything about what we would do after the swim. When we got there Mike asked if I really felt like swimming. I smiled and said no and without a word we ran back to the tree house as fast as possible.

Once in the tree house, I whipped off my shirt and displayed my marble-like nipples. I use the word marble because they’re about that size and they were that hard. Little nubs in the center of two barely noticeable breasts. Mike had seen them last time so I wasn’t the least bit shy about showing him again. But I hesitated when it came to pulling down my shorts. Mike had not seen my cunny the last time we were here.

Mike on the other hand, stripped right down to nothing. His cock was already hard and sticking out in front of him. I wanted to play with it again and suck on it some more but I knew he would blow his load all over the floor again, be tired and not wanna learn about my girl stuff. He looked at me still in my shorts …

“Well?” he asked.
“What?”
“Are you gonna take those off so I can see?”

I knew that eventually I would have to – and I knew that I wanted to anyway – so I took a deep breath and let my shorts slide to the floor.