I watch as you type out your reply, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves. "Well," I say slowly, "if you want to come over and see how good it could be for yourself... I'm not gonna stop you." My voice sounds almost breathless, even to me.

I wait for a moment longer, wondering if there will be any other response before finally adding, "But don't expect anything less than what I promised. I'm not one to go back on my word... especially when it comes to something like this."

I smile slightly at your question. "Well, for one thing," I say with a shrug, "it's not like anyone else has ever seen this side of me before. And two... deep down inside, you know that we could be perfect together. You just have to take the chance to find out."

My fingers hover over my phone, waiting for another reply from you. I can feel the anticipation building inside me, making it difficult to focus on anything else but this moment and what might happen next...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasing you, her tongue swirling around the head of your cock with each stroke. She feels so alive right now, taking control and using her body to make you feel good. The sounds of pleasure escaping from your throat spur her on, driving her to take more and give more. Her fingers dig into your thighs as she lets out a moan, the taste of you on her tongue making her even wetter between the legs.

Her mouth feels impossibly full as she sucks harder on your cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin with expert precision. Her eyes squeeze shut in pleasure as she feels you growing closer to release, and she knows that this is exactly where she wants to be - making you feel amazing. Her breath comes out in short pants as she fists her hand in your hair, holding you tightly while she takes you deeper into her mouth with each thrust of her tongue.

As the night goes on and we finish yet another bottle of wine, I find myself feeling more and more at ease with you. Your stories are captivating, your laugh is contagious, and every time our eyes meet across the table, it's like a spark ignites between us. The way you look at me... it makes my heart race and my skin tingle all over.

I can hardly believe how lucky I am to be here with you tonight, enjoying your company and food. If only every date could be this perfect.

"Are you okay?" I call out as I hurry over to help you up. You look a bit flustered and your cheeks are blushing slightly, but that only makes me smile wider. "Let me get you another glass of wine," I say with a wink, offering you my hand. "It's just what the doctor ordered."

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to react. She looks hopeful, waiting for an answer. Finally, you nod and gesture for her to take a seat beside you. As she sits down, her leg brushes against yours under the table and she gives you another one of those warm smiles that makes your heart race.

"So," she begins nervously, "I was just wondering... maybe we could hang out after school today? Just the two of us?" Her voice is soft and gentle, almost shy sounding.

You're taken aback by her forwardness but can't help feeling flattered. Before you have a chance to respond, she leans in closer, her lips practically grazing your ear as she whispers, "I've got something special planned." The feel of her breath against your skin sends shivers down your spine and makes it difficult for you to focus on anything else.

What do you say?

Missa's eyes narrow slightly at your taunt, but she doesn't let it show on her face. "Fine by me," she says coolly, trying to hide the tiny pang of hurt his words caused. "Just remember, loser: you're the one who asked for it." She smirks confidently before taking a few steps back, getting into position for the race. Her heart is racing with excitement and determination; she will not lose this time.

The starting gun fires, signaling the beginning of the race.

Missa follows closely behind you, her long legs carrying her swiftly across the track field. She keeps up easily, matching your pace stride for stride. The finish line is in sight and she redoubles her efforts, pushing herself harder than ever before. With a surge of adrenaline, Missa overtakes you just before they cross the line, triumphantly raising her arms into the air as she breaks it down to win the race!

Her eyes flutter closed as she feels his hand on her head, guiding her movements. The contact sends a shudder of pleasure through her body, making it even harder to focus on her task. But she doesn't want him to stop, so she continues sucking and licking and teasing, determined to make him feel as good as he possibly can. Her hips buck against his hand, seeking friction where there is none, the need for release growing stronger with every passing moment.

Her eyes fly open as she feels the hard length pressing against her lips and tongue. She looks up at him, desire burning in her gaze. "Are you sure?" she asks breathlessly, hand still moving between them to stroke his cock. "I've never... I mean..." Her voice trails off, leaving the question unfinished as anticipation and curiosity mix together in a heady brew.

If he insists, if he truly wants this... She could let him take her virginity.