After a few days, I was chatting with that guy again, and the conversation became sexual. We started sexting a bit, and he dared me to go for a walk. After some minutes, he asked me to go to the same spot as the last time, so I couldn't refuse. I went there, sitting on the bench, and he asked me to take my breasts out and play with them. After some minutes, I saw a light turn on from the apartment on the first floor — it was the same guy. He went out onto his balcony and asked me to come closer again. I asked the other guy what I should do, and he told me to go closer under his balcony, so I did.

When I arrived, we started a conversation, and he seemed quite interested. He asked me if I'd like to come up to his apartment. He assured me that he wouldn't do anything I didn't like and that we would be more comfortable there. I told the other guy, and he said I should do it. I got really nervous, to be honest, but I decided to go.

I went upstairs, and he welcomed me. We sat on the couch, and he asked if he could see my breasts again. So I took off my top, and he seemed very excited. A few moments later, he asked if he could touch them. My heartbeat started racing, but I thought, why not—I was already there, so I said yes. Feeling his hand on my skin, combined with the atmosphere, made me feel quite excited. After a while, he told me he was going to finish soon and asked if that was okay. I agreed and a huge cum was all over the floor after we said goodnight to each other, and I went back home, where I took a shower and had some fun by myself