-- Her name Was Lilly --

Her gens was Lilly. We were the same age, and ever since we hit puberty, I've been fascinated with her body. I never told her, of course, at least not before that day. Lilly was gorgeous ; she was arguably the best-looking young woman in the luxuriously shoal, and she drove me weirdo. She boasted perfectly shaped breast ; an incredible, light-brown tan ; attractive brown centre ; silky, brownness, shoulder-length pilus ; scintillating white dentition ; a shapely butt ; and a perfect model-like figure. I considered myself favourable to be acquaintance with her.

I don't mean to say that I wasn't attractive. I considered myself a cute blonde with a squeamish form, who was proud of her moderate-size breasts. But Lilly fascinated me. Her tegument was tranquil and flawless. She sometimes made me jealous, and at other times, lustful. I had always though myself to be a heterosexual, but there was something about Lilly that made me squirm. And when I played with myself at night, I often thought of Lilly and imagined how beautiful her naked physical structure would be.

My life-changing case started with a simple geometry labor. Our teacher had assigned Lilly and me as partner, much to our delight, to dispatch a geometry project for the end of the school twelvemonth. We completed about of the project face-to-face, but on one particular Sabbatum, I was visiting my grandmother along with my parents. Lilly and I decided to discuss our project via webcam. We often used a webcam, but only to talk or to chaffer.

When visiting my grandmother, I always had a way to myself. My laptop had a built-in webcam with which I discussed our project with Lilly. The discussion was normal ; after about an hour Lilly was called by her mom for dinner party. Lilly told me she would be back, and we could polish off our conversation later, so Lilly turned off her monitor. We both left our webcams on because we both assumed we were returning to our computers. For clarification, Lilly's desktop computer was turned off. She couldn't see what was on the screen door, but she left the webcam on to save up the sentence and hassle of having to re-establish the connection.

XX minute later, however, Lilly sent me a text saying that she was going to the store with her mom and that we could end discussing the project in the morning. I agreed, but I didn't close the web-chat just yet because I assumed she would return and we would peach.

The audio frequency was still on from Lilly's webcam, so I was able to hear her income tax return. She turned the brightness on in her way and put her bag on her bed. I expected her to come to the computer to verbalise to me. However, she sat on the bed for a few proceedings looking at her phone. I almost texted her to tell her that I was still on the computer, but I waited. Lilly's webcam was pointed directly at her situation hot seat, but since the hot seat was turned to its position, I had a readable prospect of her bed.

Suddenly, Lilly removed her jersey. My affection stopped ; I was in awe. She must've forgotten I was there. She didn't think back the webcam was on. I didn't know what to do. The ‘ friend'part of me wanted to shut the computer and bequeath her alone. But the ‘ horny teen'component of me wanted to quell. I'd never seen this much of Lilly, or of any cleaning lady, and she was gorgeous. Her abdomen was flat. Her pink-laced bra supported her c-cup titty. Then she removed her bra, and my jaw dropped slightly. I began feeling a tingling touch between my legs, and a wet topographic point was growing in my pantie. My eyes bugged out like two Ping-Pong balls. Her nipples were light brown, perfectly round, and incredibly cute. Her never-before-seen breasts were the most entrancing thing I had ever seen.

Lilly sat on her bed. She was in no rush. She was interested in herself. Lilly plucked, played, and caressed her mamilla and her chest. She felt them like someone in the food market store squeezes melon to determine ripeness. After five moment of her bosom child's play, my panty were soaked, and my pj's shorts were starting to get wet. I pulled my short forward, and my pantie had a baseball-size wet spot in straw man of my kitty-cat. I couldn't take much more of this, but Lilly was only getting started.

Still sitting on the bed, Lilly leant backward and pulled her jeans off. She wore no panty. There she sat, entirely nude statue, totally forgetful to me watching her over LXXX knot away. Lilly grabbed a minor, handheld mirror from her nightstand ; she spread her peg and examined her kitty. It was a perfect pussy, unobjectionable shaven and well-kept. Lilly, for what seemed like an eternity, gazed at her snatch through the reflection in the mirror.

My judgment was spinning out of ascendancy. My fondness could hardly take it. My scanty were soaked. I had never been this wet before. I had never had this much sexual excitation in my life. I quickly stood up and shut up my threshold. I sat back in my chair, pulled down my pants and slowly began stroking my kitty-cat.

moment later, Lilly stood up and walked out of the view of the camera. When she returned to the photographic camera's view, she held a pink rabbit vibrator. I was amazed. Having been to her sign countless times I had never seen such vibrator. I'd also never used one before. She turned it on ; it almost seemed like it was too much for her to handle. She lay on her back, her promontory on a pillow, her stifle in the air, and her right inserting the vibrator into her cunt. Whereas my face was exasperated and fatigued from the overpowering upheaval, her face was cool off and stern. I matched my stroking with hers ; when Lilly sped up, I sped up. I was so wet I was worried that my parents or grandparents would take heed my sloshing strait, but I didn't really give care, though. I was despairing to cum. Lilly sped up, and I could commence hearing her breathe deeply. Her hips started to move slowly. Her early hand moved and grabbed her breasts. I did the Saame. I inserted my left hand under my shirt and played with my nipples.

Lilly's face was changing. Her center closed, her backtalk hung slightly open. Her hand effort became faster ; she pushed and pulled the dildo in and out of her pussy. I rubbed myself faster, and I could feel myself about to cum. I felt the wave of pleasure getting stronger and warm. As my justly hand kept furiously rubbing, my left hand squeezed my mightily tit, my toes tingled and curled, my sassing opened all-encompassing, I took one immense, cryptical breath, and then lost control condition. My body began shaking uncontrollably. I let out a soft, but intense moan, and I made a small puddle on the chair. I sat for a consequence shocked at what just happened. I looked down at the mess I had made, but when I looked back up, Lilly was cumming. Her toes curled, her hips sank into the bed, her sass opened blanket, her eye closed as tough as they could, her snatch made sexy squishing noises, and she let a flaccid, my-parents-are-in-the-next-room moan. Her legs shook, and her hand grabbed the blanket. She shook for about xv seconds before she regained control of herself. She turned the vibrator off and then lay exhausted on the bed and fell asleep.

I quickly turned off the live feed, cleaned myself up, and went to dinner with my parents. I was unsure of what I had just done. contribution of me was mortified, but the other was elated.

I said zilch about it. As far as I knew, Lilly had no idea I watched her. I was concerned, though. Lilly would have had to have seen that her webcam was still on when she returned to the figurer. It would let shown that I disconnected, but she would never know how farseeing I stuck around. It was going to be my mystery, and it was certainly my masturbation fodder for the following two weeks.

We hung out at school as normal, but it wasn't until two weeks later that we were alone. I went to Lilly's house to pass the night. We'd had regular sleep-overs, and this one was fairly normal from the beginning. But I wanted to see that dildo. I wanted to control it. I had to await until I was alone in her bedroom.

Lilly suggested that we go swimming in her syndicate since it was a nice day. I didn't get my bathing suit, but Lilly offered to let me borrow some of her dry clothes, and that I could swim in my dress. She had neighbor, so swimming clothed was a necessity.

I changed in Lilly's room after we swam. I was finally in the bedroom alone, and I was anxious to have a looking at at the dildo I saw her use on the webcam. I opened drawer after draftsman looking for it and finally found it in her bottom drawer under all her clothes. I grabbed it, picked it up, and examined it closely. It looked expensive. I turned it on, and it was very noisy. Just holding the pecker in my hired hand made me shiver.

I quickly put it back in the drawer, but after a minute took it back out. I had to try it. Just once. Just for a arcminute. I'd never used one before, and I had to how a real vibrator felt. Still nude, I sat on the sharpness of her bed, turned the rabbit onto a low bombination, and inserted it into my growingly wet pussy. It felt fantastical. I thought I was going to cum in to a lesser extent than one minute. I turned the intensity up and started moving it in and out of my pussy, which, at this peak, was very wet. The pleasure was intense and was growing stronger, but when I turned my head to the right wing, Lilly was standing in the doorway.

I screamed, threw the coney on the floor and tried to cover myself."Sorry,"I exclaimed. Lilly stood there with an intrigued look on her face. She walked toward me, picked up the rabbit, tuned it off and sat next to me on the bed. I expected her to shut the door and leave, but she didn't.

"No, I'm sorry. I should accept knocked. I though you were finished,"Lilly replied.

For a reasonableness that I can not explain, neither of us did anything but look in each former's eyes. We didn't move ; we didn't speak. We stared at each other for what seemed like an timeless existence. What happened next was beyond my control condition ; my thinker and its actions were driven by teenage endocrine.

breaking the awkward muteness, Lilly leant toward me and put her flabby sass against mine. My mind raced, panicked and confused :"she kissed me ! She's kissing me ! What do I do ?"But I let it happen. I didn't pull back or scraps. We kissed, and our tongues danced. I'd never felt such a sensation before. She was warm ; her lip were inviting. We fell backward onto the bed and lay beside each former, continuing to kiss. Her leftfield arm wrapped around my back, and her right script reached for my breasts. I wrapped my hands around her head.

She briefly pulled away and stripped herself of her clothing, but resumed kissing me immediately. I rubbed her breasts, and she rubbed mine. After what seemed comparable hours of our lips together, we separated. We just stared into each other's eyes. My emotions were torn. I was scared and unquiet, but also thrilled and excited. My pussy was wetter than it had ever been before.

Lilly's body was better-looking in soul. Her breasts were perfect, and her pussy was placid and alien. She asked me to run my headspring to the pillow. I did, and after having lain on my backrest, Lilly crawled to the bottom of the bed and played with my sense. She kissed my brim once again with affectionateness, thence my neck opening, thence my shoulder joint, thence my breasts, thence my stomach, and thence my thighs. She rubbed her sonant work force over my breasts, whose pap stood erect. She moved downward, tickling my stomach. She rubbed my interior second joint and ran her fingers all the way down my slip legs and up again. She was driving me dotty. I couldn't stand it any longer.

She grabbed my legs and circulate them panoptic open. She moved one, and only one, of her fingers just above my saturated, shaven pussy. She rubbed the orbit around my pussy, and when she touched it, that's when the unfathomable sensation of pleasure erupted throughout my consistency. She began wiggling one finger in and around my pussy. The sloshing noises that only one finger's breadth made were incredible. Then, to my oculus, her head disappeared. I felt a new satisfaction on my snatch that I had never felt before -- a tongue. It felt swell ; every part of my physical structure was tingling. She licked me like a cat licks its fur : up and down, up and down. She'd only just begun, and my body could hardly stand the pleasure. I began to run uncontrollably. I tried my best not to slop her head between my human knee.

My heart raced as fast as a Corvette. My breaths were short and nimble, but deep. Lilly began moving her tongue in and out of my pussy, and that felt even better. My knees began to flicker. I clinched my eyes as tightly as potential. I was breathing like I was about to win a endurance contest. My hands grabbed the sheet of paper and nearly ripped them from the bed. The pleasure was building in me. I began quietly moaning, every second becoming slightly louder. Suddenly, I no longer had control.

"I'm gon na cum,"I whispered.

After hearing that, Lilly sped up. My toes curled, my legs shook violently, and I let out a loud squeal. I was cumming. From my head to my toes, my entire dead body felt get, and it shook without simplicity. From my pussy, a readable liquid snapshot forward directly onto Lilly's human face, and a thick, lily-white liquid oozed downward toward the bed bed sheet. I lay for several minutes, without saying a word, enjoying that wonderful impression after an orgasm, and trying to comprehend exactly what just happened. Lilly didn't say anything either. She gently rubbed my thighs.

I regained my breathing time and sat upward. I looked toward Lilly, whose boldness was wet with my cum. She smiled, and I smiled back. I looked at my pussy. There was a small-scale stream of gooey ointment flowing. I touched it. It was sticky and slimy. The bed looked like soul had spilled a cup of water supply. Without very much time wasted, we quickly changed place, and I returned the favor. I didn't establish Lilly the suspense of rubbing her entire body. I went straight in ; I immediately started licking away.

It felt eldritch. It was smooth on my clapper and very wet. Her juices ruffle with my spit. I slid my tongue in and out of her dripping pussy just as she had done to me. It tasted salty, but somehow odorous, and it was very warm. I could already secern that Lilly was getting close to an orgasm. With every fortuity of my lingua, her succus multiplied. Eventually, I felt like I was sticking my spit to the end of a water spout. She was quickly approaching an orgasm ; I could finger her getting finisher. Without much warning, she moved her coxa violently. I could hardly keep my oral cavity on her pussy because she was squirming so a good deal. She wrapped her hands around my head to hold me in billet. She moaned and squeaked and, just like me, squirted quite a bit onto my nerve. After Lilly finished cumming, I wiped my face on the sheet. I moved beside her ; we lay side by incline. Our pussies exhausted and relieved.

Neither of us said a watchword for the better of ten mo. The bed had wet spots, the room smelled of sex, and we were dirty and muggy. After having regained our heart charge per unit, breaths, and minds, we spoke.

"That was fun,"Lilly exclaimed.

"Yeah,"I replied.

"I don't know what came over me, but I just started doing stuff…stuff I've never done before,"Lilly admitted.

"Me too,"I replied."There is one thing, though, Lilly : you'll have to show me how to use that dildo."

Lilly smiled. Lilly laughed.

That outcome changed my life, and certainly my perspective on lifetime. From there, Lilly and I became even closer. We had many more ‘ fun'occasions. I don't regret any bit of it. Nothing at all .