Being Coerced (Different POV) - Sex Stories

Being Coerced (Different POV)

... still hesitant and nervous. “Lucy, have you ever kissed a boy?”

I instantly blushed and stuttered a no while avoiding eye contact. “Don’t worry. I can show you that too.” He reached over and gently grabbed my chin and brought his face to mine until our lips met. I froze, not sure what to do. He backed away just slightly, “Just relax Lucy, it’s okay.” He reassured me as he kissed me again.

I slowly started to relax and pressed my lips against his. I felt his lips part and the tip of his tongue reach into my mouth. I mimicked him and parted my lips, letting his tongue brush mine. We continued kissing for a few minutes, slowly, so that I could get the hang of it.

He broke the kiss and said, "See, you are already past step one. You have to let your husband know you're ready to make a baby with him by kissing him just like I showed you."

"I can do that!" I smiled back at him, proud that I already learned the first step.

"Step Two. You have to get your husband ready to make a baby with you. Stand up Lucy." You reached for my hand and I stood up next to you. "So, when you're trying to make a baby, both you and your husband will need to be naked." He put his hand on my shoulder and I was suddenly very scared. "No need to be nervous, Lucy. God made our bodies perfect and there is nothing to be ashamed of. God made these bodies so you don't need to be embarrassed to be naked or to see someone else naked. You should admire the creations of God."

I swallowed hard and ...

... cleared my throat. "Oh, okay." I said nervously. He grabbed my hands and guided them to his waist.

"Grab my shirt Lucy and lift it over my head." I did as he said and laid the shirt on the bed.

I admired his bare chest as he stood before me. He took a step towards me. "Okay, now it is your turn." I was still wearing my church clothes. I had on a white button down shirt and a floral skirt that went down below my knees. I just nodded as his fingers started to undo the buttons of my shirt. Soon, he was sliding the top off of my shoulders. Then his hands reached for my tank top and he lifted it over my head. I looked at him as he reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I was nervous that my C cup breasts wouldn't be enough for you.

When you had taken it off, I attempted to cover myself, embarrassed by my nakedness, but he reached for my hands and brought them back down to my sides. "Please don't be embarrassed." He said. "Your body is beautiful. Now, we are almost done with this step. I just need you to take off my pants now sweetheart." I reached for the button on your pants. I fumbled a little because my hands were shaking so badly. I slid his pants off his body and he stepped out of them.

He reached around me and unzipped the back of my skirt and it fell around my feet. He looked me in my eyes as his thumbs looped around the waistband of my cotton panties and I didn't resist him pulling them off of me. And this time I didn't try and cover myself. Slowly I reached for ...