Lily's Seduction of the Boy Next Door Part 2 - Sex Stories

Lily's Seduction of the Boy Next Door Part 2

... I moaned softly, kissing his dead lips. I could feel Timmy struggling a little, trying to move away. But I was persistent, keeping his wrists still as I continued to make out with him, waiting for him to stop resisting. To be honest, I had no idea how I would react if he actually were to push me away forcefully, but luckily it never came to that. “Lily, I…I don’t know how” he stuttered, his face bright red. “How to kiss me?” He sheepishly nodded his head. “I’ve only kissed my mom before” “That’s okay!” I smiled. “Do you want to kiss me?” “Yeah. A lot” he answered, showing the faintest hint of a smile. “Then don’t worry about the rest! Just do whatever comes natural!” I answered, placing my lips back on his before he could respond. I made sure to be extra gentle this time, lightly kissing him until he responded back. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breathing faster than ever. Yet his hands were no longer fighting me back, instead firmly grabbing onto the carpet; as if he just needed something to hold onto. I continued our oral embrace, gradually making my kiss firmer, letting him know my intention. I slowly began opening my mouth, lightly pressing my tongue on his upper lip. I was methodical, not trying to force my way in, but instead, seducing him to invite my tongue in on his own. Soon enough, his mouth opened and my tongue met his for the first time. “Whoa” he gasped. “Did you like that?” I asked rhetorically. Timmy didn’t respond, only pushing his face ...

... upwards to meet my mouth again. “Let’s move to the couch!” I smiled, pulling him up. I pushed him against the armrest, with me squeezed right against him. Again, I didn’t have to initiate, with Timmy voluntarily making contact on his own. I could feel his enthusiasm growing, understanding that I wasn’t going to stop or embarrass him. And each time he pushed his tongue against my lips, I always opened up, letting him freely explore my mouth. Our tongues danced against each other, intertwining over our ice cream flavored spit. “Mhmm!” I moaned loudly, encouraging him to continue. The more I moaned, the more Timmy responded. Soon, he was grunting too, his tongue slobbering all over my mouth. If it was anyone else I probably would’ve laughed at how “bad’ his kissing was. After all, he was everywhere, with almost no sense of purpose as his tongued darted anywhere it could reach. But coming from him, knowing how naïve he was to it all, it was actually a huge turn on! I was getting his raw instinct; not something he copied from TV, or read about, or saw someone do. No, this was based off of pure wanton lust and I loved it! I could actually feel his drool dripping down my chin, landing on the top of my tits! Doing my best my best to match his aggression, I held his head still, sucking passionately on his tongue, pretending like if I were giving a blowjob. When I stopped for a break, Timmy clamped his own mouth around my tongue, reciprocating my action. “Kiss my neck too! It’s called a ...