Chapter 10: Birthday With an Unpleasant Surprise

It’s still summer and today I am 16 years old. My mom got me some money to take a few friends for dinner and have fun. I just called Denise and we went out that night. And this is the first time she is going to see me with my new larger breasts so I’m a bit nervous.

Denise: “Hey what’s up? It’s been a while”

Me: “All good and how are you?”

Denise: “Omg what happened with your breasts girl?”

Me: “Hahaha yeah I know, I decided to upgrade my breast game”

Denise: “What do you mean? Like surgery?”

Me: “Yeah I had it at the beginning of summer break.”

Denise: “OMG! Tell me about it, I always thought I’m going to need that some day”

I tell her about the whole experience, how the surgery went and also about the recovery which has been quite long.

Denise: “Can I touch them?”

Me: “hum sure” I mean we’re out on the street but I guess why not. She gets both hands on my breasts and squeezes them

Denise: “I’m so jealous hahaha”

Me: “Don’t be yours are very nice”

Anyway, once we’re done talking about my breasts we get to my places to have a few drinks first, since they would serve us any in any restaurant. Once we’re drunk enough to go through diner we get out to restaurant next door. We get there and wait for a table. While we wait some guy who is there alone keeps looking at us but I don’t pay too much attention. By the way, I believe I never described how Denise looks like - she is about my height around 5’3, quite pretty, redhead and pretty thin two. So we make a good pair.

As we go through dinner that guy keeps staring at us and I tell Denise:

Me: “Look at this guy, he can’t stop staring at us”

Denise: “Yeah that’s creepy”

Me: “What do you thinking he’s thinking about? Like both of us go home with him and we all fuck all night haha” sort of probing if Denise is into that sort of thing

Denise: “Haha something along those lines I assume. Anyway he’s so old it’s disgusting” well damn she’s not into it. Could have been fun.

As we’re done with diner, we go our separate ways and I decide to text Tommy. It’s around 11PM and usually at this time he replies pretty fast. I have time to get home play with my ass and pussy until I cum twice. It’s almost 1AM now and still no reply. I just get to sleep and don’t think about it again. But on the next day same thing, I text and he’s not even reading the messages. In the evening I decide to pass by his place just to understand what is happening. As I get there and knock on the door no response. I knock again and one of the neighbours gets out of his flat:

Neighbour: “Are you looking for Mr. XXX”

Me: “Yes, have you seen him?”

Neighbour: “Oh I’m sorry darling but he died last night, heart attack I heard.”

I don’t get how this could be happening. I just stay silent and get out of there. I get home and cry. I’m not even sure why I am crying it’s not like I loved him or anything. It was purely physical between us and satisfied both of our lusts. But I guess I got attached somehow and couldn’t stop myself from crying. It took me a few hours to calm down, but when I did I got horny and not horny for masturbation horny for an older cock. Now what do I do? Should I go out and meet some guy to get used? No other choice really I guess, and right at this moment it hit me I could text back the guy on the bus, Michael. He’s been sending me a few texts but I didn’t really reply since last time.

Me: “Hey daddy”

Michael: “Hey babygirl, I missed you so much. Been jerking off to your pic all the time, you are so hot.”

Me: “Mmmm I love that daddy. But what would you say to take it to the next level?” I decide to be quite direct Tommy told me I could say almost anything and guys will want to fuck anyway

Michael: “Mmm yes kitten how would you like to do that?”

Me: “Come pick me up and bring me to a place where we can have fun”