Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... shi-”

“Did you want to try practicing kissing today?”

Drew lowered an eyebrow then laughed. “Straight into the sex stuff, huh?” he asked with a knowing smirk.

I was still giggling internally. Or at least, it felt like I was giggling. Something was up, and I didn’t know what it was, but I was feeling all giggly. Still, I kept up a stoic pose and shrugged. “Whaddya say?”

Drew shrugged back. “I’m getting more used to it,” he bluntly answered, then approached me. Nervousness clouded his face. “I, uh, don’t know much about kissing though.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump. If only I could tell my heart to shut the fuck up. “Yeah, me neither,” I murmured. “I guess we can figure it out together.”

Drew smirked. “Doesn’t seem very free use of you,” he observed.

I chuckled. “We can break the rules once or twice.”

Both of us slowly moved our faces together and closed our eyes. When I felt Drew’s lips against mine, I closed the distance between us. It wasn’t like the movies, fireworks didn’t go off or anything, but it felt very fun. I could definitely feel that we were both hesitant amateurs, but that was kind of the fun of it. We were so unsure about what we were doing, and yet, we were doing it anyway.

We gave each other closed-mouth kisses for a while, then Drew took initiative and I felt his tongue gently brush my bottom lip. I whimpered, opened my mouth and brought my arms around his back to his shoulder blades. I felt the sensation of… was this French kissing? Probably. ...

... Either way, I quickly lost control, gently fondling his rock-hard cock through his pants.

Drew jumped a little at the touch, as he always did, and broke the kiss. “So impatient,” he teased, but even so, he didn’t hesitate, and began to remove his pants. “How did you like kissing?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, Mr. ‘I

used

to have a crush on you,’” I teased back, getting on my knees and pulling his cock out, beginning to move my hand across his shaft. Drew turned pink and covered his face with his hands, even though I was chill as ever while taking his dick into my mouth. I was just sucking on his cock. Whatevs, right?

I took my mouth off of his cock and looked up at him. “So, you watch my stuff, huh?” I asked, drool running down my chin. “What happened to not seeing movies that deep?”

“Oh, I… ngh… dunno,” Drew managed to say. It was so cute how he struggled to stay cool. I gleefully took him back into my mouth again. His hands found the back of my head. “I guess I’m just trying to broaden my horizons. Plus, even if I… mmh… don’t see movies as that deep, you make good stuff. I think they’re just good videos to watch.”

I could feel myself blushing. He just… wanted to watch my stuff. Wow. What a friggin’ gem. I didn’t respond, instead opting to giggle on his dick, my hands on the back of his thighs to pull him in closer. Even with my head bobbing back and forth, such a wonderful feeling to belong in this place worshiping a cock, I decided to take my mouth off ...