I arrived at the destination she gave me around 1 p.m., a fairly large residence, definitely in an moneyed neighborhood. Ringing the doorbell, I stood there quietly in nominal head of a huge double door, made from heavy wood resembling oak. I had my bass on as a kind of backpack, and was carrying a pocket-sized amp/speaker unit for it as well. I had been told to add everything I might need, since she and her friends were more about classical instruments and wouldn’t have everything. As a fairly improbable, but also skinny guy my knapsack reached laughable altitude, with the head of it sticking out a pes over my 6 ” 7’shape. Being kinda anxious, I thought about what I’d heard or seen from her. The threshold opening ripped me out of my thoughts as I saw her housemate, who was already expecting me. He told me to go downstairs and then turn left at the back of the basement. I introduced myself, and he nodded as I went down the steps after leaving my brake shoe at the doorway, walked through a commons field of form and reached what could only be the door to her room.

knocking on the door, I heard her say “ Come in ” in a quiesce voice. I opened the room access and saw her laying on her bed, staring at her earpiece. Surrounded by a lot of stuffed animals and colossus of sorts, she didn’t search anything close to my age, with me being 19. Lily looked near to her mid-teens, her small systema skeletale and her selection of clothing and Decor made her look even untried then that. Dressed in a grey shirt with one of her drawings on it, in a rather cartoon-ish and cunning style, and total darkness sweatpants, combined with garden pink ankle socks, all of it was rather form-fitting or just small. Her hair was an orange-red tone of voice, rather washed out and fading into her rule embrown people of colour, falling down over her shoulder joint. Starting to unpack next to her keyboard, between her desk and her mattress on the story, I noticed her room being rather small and only having a I chair in it, and a stool for her keyboard. Everything seemed rather comfy. When I turned back to her putting down her telephone and got up. Knowing that she likes squeeze, I went in to hug her, she even put her head to my chest, making me go for the bold relocation of letting my deal relief on her lower back and her hip. Lily really was tiny compared to me, and let the hug go on for longer then I’d thought anyone would for someone they just met in person for the first prison term. After a couple of slowly pulled back and I let go of her.

“ So, what’s the architectural plan for today ? ” I asked her, while taking a seat on the edge of her mattress. Lily replied : “ I was hoping you could teach me how to play bass. The whole house is heading out or has already left so we won’t get a group for music together. ”. I nodded and added : “ I was actually super nervous about you making me perform in straw man of everyone, I’m not really the personality to enjoy it. ”. I grabbed my bass from its example and sat back down next to her, and started explaining some basics to her. Lily definitely knows more about music possibility then me, and got the introductory theory rather quickly. While we were just discussing it, her flatmate showed up and told her they’d leave now as well, and when to expect them back. I was rather surprised at the Idea of being unequalled with Lily until the belatedly evening.

Transitioning from theory into practice a few minutes later, with me handing her my sea bass. She really got surprised by its weight, and held it rather weirdly. I asked her if I could just set her posture, and she agreed. I sat slightly behind her and reached around her, first putting the bass in the right position, then taking her left wrist and putting it on the one-third fret, while I was going in for Thomas More physical inter-group communication then requirement, which she didn’t seem to mind. I then put both my hands on her shoulders and made her straighten up, not feeling any bra shoulder strap there, probably due to her small A-cup breasts not needing the support, and then moved her other wrist over the consistence of the bass, letting her rest her pollex on top of the beginning strand. Finally, I put my handwriting on both of her hips and told her to square away up there too. She did it, while I shuffled around to a point where I had her sitting between my unresolved legs and removed my hands from her waist. With her shoulders now touching my chest slightly, I asked her if she was comfy and wanted to start out. She just nodded quietly and I reached around her, showing her slowly how to play preeminence with your thumb. Trying to revivify what I just did, I saw her struggle with the force out needed to play with bowed stringed instrument that sizing. Don’t get me untimely, she was good at it for a beginner, but it definitely wasn’t easy on her. We then transitioned into patterns from popular songs we both we’re at to the lowest degree conversant with, and some of her request I had to look up to instruct her how to play. I’m not usually one to mind to a lot of anime soundtracks or K-Pop.

After half an hour of her playing, she put her hands down. “ This really needs a lot of persuasiveness compared to a violin. ”. I just put my hired man on her upper arm and slightly squeezed, mentioning : “ You’re just not used to it. But to be fair, I can see how you lose most of your arm-wrestling contests at the bar now. ” She hit my thigh, prompting me to add “ I’ll recitation wrestling with you later if you want to learn that too. ”. She looked back at me, and blushed while telling me : “ I mean I think that would be fun. But be courteous and don’t just get advantage of me being sapless, O.K. ? ”. I nodded, got up and put down the bass onto her chair.

She then went and put her trash on her desk, which were of course according to belated Korean fashion. She looked around, and said that she had no table good for it, and that we might sustain to go upstairs for it, maybe the living room. She thought I’d want an intense handshake and wasn’t really fantasizing about testing how flexible she really was. So I did the obvious thing, grabbed her by the hips and hip-tossed her rather gently onto her mattress. This definitely took her by surprisal, and she didn’t even say anything during a short struggle, ending with her on her back under me, in a half-crouch over her.

I focused on her pegleg first, opening them while ignoring her attempt to get me head in a headlock. I secured her with my knees on her open, inner thigh and then turned my attention to her upper body. I easily crossed both of her wrists in one of my workforce, and held them into the pillow over her head. “ You’re gon na give up ? ”, I asked her while smiling. “ THIS WASN’T FAIR ”, she screamed, “ You just went fully into it. I didn’t even get ready. ” I patted her head and she just pouted up at me. She totally didn’t seem to mind the constituent where I pinned her to her bed without any consent, and was more concerned with it being bonnie. I enjoyed her struggling a little, but it was neither serious nor good. She seemed more like she was having fun, being roughed up by me in a rather assuage way. I just started patting her headspring and pinching her cheeks, and just held her controlled until she stopped.

“ What now ”, she asked me. I took my knees off her intimate thigh and was kneeling in between her open up legs. “ We’re gon na hug it out ”, I said and let myself down on her before releasing her mitt. She just smiled and started hugging me, earning extra stop by crossing her ankles behind my back. It was a really unaired hug, her face was buried in my neck, both of her fingertips reaching my shoulders. Her brim lightly pressing into my cervix on the right side got me even more turned on then just the fighting, and Lily definitely felt how intemperately my cock was with it resting directly on her pussy lips. “ You remember the lesson ? Straighten your hips out now ! ”, I whispered into her ear. She instantly did so, making the forefront of my tool rest on top of her clit. In her ASMR voice, she whispered back into my ear : “ okey, you totally beat me and I’m just too faint to discontinue you. accept this as your reward. ”. With that, she started to slowly snog my neck. “ Stay like that ”, I moaned into her ear while I adjusted my hands, my left one below her, holding onto her cervix and moving the other one down, firmly grabbing her hip. My choice of getup unwittingly was the unspoilt I could’ve made for this unplanned juncture, wearing a shirt and sweatpants myself, which made me feel every relocation she made under me. Her tenuous shift made my dick glide off her pussy, but she always shifted back allowing the foreland of my putz to slither on top her clit over and over. She really was into this or very clueless, making me slip my thumb into the waistband of her sweat pants, hooking it under her scanty and touching her peel.

“ Uh lusterlessness, that’s pushing it. ”. She stopped kissing my neck and spoke normally. I grabbed her hairsbreadth in a bun with the manus hugging her, and got her to be face to face with me. “ You’re telling me you get to adjudicate my reward ? ”. She just went quiet and dropped her gaze, blushing as she couldn’t hold eye contact, now that my fingerbreadth rested securely in her panties, slightly pulling them down as I started to grind my cock on into her. They were cotton, really adhering to her ageless loli aesthetic that she liked to show off around our admirer despite being 18. “ I can cave in you a snog and let you grind on me okay ? ” she pleaded with me. Without a word, I let go of her haircloth and held her consume by her pharynx. She looked up at me while I worked my whole hand into her sweatpants and grabbed her bare hip, the step-in and the waistcloth stretching over my wrist. Her mixed construction of concern and hornyness got to me. I knew she was into approximative sex and maybe even rape fancy due to her joking way too often about them, and admitttedly never having experienced anything rough in bed. “ Grind into me and snog me, that’s more along the lines of the reward I wanted to take from you ”, I replied, fully knowing she was going to refuse. Even if she wanted it, Lily was going to play the unwilling victim, fight me and bargain in social club to pull through fount, but that just made it hotter and I knew I was going to go all the way anyway.

“ I guess that’s fair, considering my options ”, Lily sighed and started flexing her hips under me, “ but keep it illume on tongue and no going further ! If you’re gon na cum in your pants that’s fine by me. ”. She put stress on it by perfectly lining up with my hammer and keeping her pussy tightly on the head of my shaft. I let go of her throat and put the hand on the side of her cheek, starting to slowly osculate her. She really put a sound cause in, and I had my custody to the full controlling her, almost like she’d want me to cum in my pants to get out of this. I pinned her down and slowly started introducing my tongue into her mouth, which she hesitatingly accepted. Her being rather shy, but excellent about it, her knife teasing me made it so a good deal beneficial. We spent a distich minutes entangled like this, her grinding on me desperately and making out. Finally breaking our candy kiss, I held her close at the hips but sat up a little. Putting my remaining hand in the Same position as I had her on the right, I took her hip joint and pulled her into me. Looking at her face, she was obviously displeased with me going there, both work force down her scanty, holding onto her bare hips while pushing her onto my cock. “ You’re a great osculator, I appreciate you putting your best travail into it ”, I said to her while leaning down to buss her forehead.

“ Thanks, but we’re really reaching the bound of what I’d consider flop. You dominated me, but that doesn’t mean you just get to do what you want to me ”, she replied sarcastically. I just said : “ What are you going to do, block off me ? ”, and slid both my custody into her step-in, grabbing each of her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezing them. They were rather schoolboyish then feminine, but still a groovy feel.

Lily just replied : “ That’s my reinforcement for being a good sportswoman ? ” and put both her hired hand on my dresser, pushing against me. “ blockage that or it’s gon na be painful. ”, I replied. She looked at me in a way that signaled defeat. “ Oh it’s definitely going to hurt judging by the size I’m feeling, compared to my past boyfriends ”, she said snidely. The idea of her sarcastically commenting her own rape made me even harder then I was, if that’s possible. Self-deprecating comments about herself while I have my way with her ? In that cutesy, anime girl vocalisation ? If I thought more about that, I might shamefully cum in my pants.

“ You’re right ”, I said, pulling my helping hand out of her panty and taking her wrists, gently putting them down next to her caput. “ Lily, you really shouldn’t joke about wanting rough sex or even rape that often. It might just leave to wish fulfillment. I’m gon na do exactly that, and I expect you to fight me. I’d probably have way more fun if you do. Just do me a favor and keep open up the sarcastic comments, they really get me going. ” I stared down into her eyes and she looked at me blushing in pity at offset. “ I’m not going to just chuck out you after, I’ll make us a comfy evening ”. I saw the little nod from her, while she was biting her lip. “ You’re not getting any of my hole without a fight ”, she whispered, then started to try and wriggle free.

I let go of her hands and grabbed the freighter of her shirt, pulling it up to her neck, getting my showtime look at her tiny titty, with small and sour mamilla poking up at me.

Being almost caught off guard by how complete they were, I had to see myself and grab her radiocarpal joint again, crossed them in one of my hands and put them down over her psyche before starting to affect the shirt up further. I got it over her nous, until it was bunched up under her radiocarpal joint. Seeing her hairless axillary cavity, I had to ask her if she shaved for me.

“ I just don’t have much soundbox hair anyway, and it feels better to shave. I’d never shave for someone like you. Did you honestly think I’d wanted to sleep together you tonight ? ” she grimaced at me. Playing with her mammilla and cupping her dope with my liberal hand, and they didn’t even really satiate my hand, I was a little bit mentally absent. “ Do you need me to check how much you want to fuck me ? ”, I replied, trailing my helping hand down over her plastered stomach to her waistband. That shut her up, and she stared at my fingertips first going in her sweatpants, then under her panties, pulling them down inadvertently as they slid down her vulva and finally reached the starting time of her puss brim. They were almost closed, and her clit just peeked out at me. With the tip of my index finger, I ran down her clit and she started moaning : “ Not fair, I just got sweaty from the fighting. ”. By now, I had found her slick maw with my index digit, and slowly pushed into it. Lily was soaked, and my fingertip drowned in her hole, but she was also tight on just a finger. “ holy place fuck you’re justly, your tightness is great. ”, I replied, and stopped fingering her.

To be continued..