Make Out With Her, and Leave Her Hungry (Philanderer 2+)

You move forward to kiss her, your mouth finding hers gently at first, then increasingly roughly. At first, there is a stiffness to her. Then she seems to melt, to yield entirely to your mouth and your hands, which run up her body. She lets out small, encouraging murmurs as you run up and down her thigh, and then squeeze her small, but firm and tight ass.

"Yes," she says, as she pulls away for a half second, as your hand roams.

You take the opportunity to pull away from her mouth, and instead go for her neck. And she lets out the distinctive cry of someone feeling an all-new pleasurable sensation, loud and shocking herself and quenched by a lip-bite. Your hand runs up her side and then to her breast, and now, getting a real feel for it, you realize that imagining it as a C-cup was underselling it. Soft flesh spills out around your hand, as you squeeze.

"Holy shit," you say, into her ear, as you pull away.

"I...I hide them. Baggy clothes, bras that don't...emphasize..." Her body grinds against yours. Her pelvis running back and forth as you feel your own cock harden. She is wet enough that you can feel it, going straight through her panties, leaving a damp spot on her yoga pants.

She confirms it. "Oh my god I'm...I've never been this...fuck."

You keep kissing the side of her neck as she tries to stifle her own moans by biting her lip. Her hands come up your body, and then suddenly you feel them on your ass. She squeezes with surprising ****. Pulls you against her. You are now practically dry humping her, at her physical encouragement, which becomes verbal when she opens her mouth and says: "Yes. Please."

She is becoming absolute putty in your hands. And it continues that way. The kissing, the touching. All over the clothes. It goes no further. But her moans are loud, along with her gasps of pleasure.

She is the one who stops it, when she lets out a sigh and says. "Okay...Okay...I think...that's enough."

You pull back and look into her eyes. Now cloudy with pleasure.

She explains. "Either...either we stop now, or it keeps going. And I'm not ready. I'm sorry. I'm not ready for more, yet."

You nod, and smile, and release her. She is left against the wall, panting, staring at you with visible hunger. You can tell by the look in her eyes: There was a part of her that wanted to go much, much further. And your choice to stop short here will make her all the more desirous later.

Alice takes a second to get her hair in order, to straighten out her clothes, and for her gaze to linger on your hard-on.

"Is that..." Her eyes are wide, fascinated. "Does it...hurt, when it doesn't get...used, like this? Someone told me once that it hurt?"

You could lie and manipulate, here, but you decide to be honest with her. "No. That's made-up. But there is a pretty strong feeling of...relief, when it goes all the way."

"You mean when you..." She doesn't look away. She licks her lips. "When you. Uh. Come."

"Yes," you say, surprised. Even though she must be a virgin, you've never seen a girl show this level of fascination, before. Specifically for your cock.

She isn't even done. "And it...shoots out, right? Like a whole lot of come just shoots out of it?"

"...Yes?"

"Oh." She says, quickly. She takes few heavy breaths, then says. "I. Uh. Think I like that a lot."

Fuck. You do need to get out of here, before things get even more heated.

You open the door for her, and with a slight, almost **** pause, she steps out.

The rest of the day you are trying to rationalize what you have experienced, and witnessed. Alice, the anxious good girl, Brandon's twin sister, writhing against you. And, even when things were over, staring down at the tent in your pants with obvious lust.

Alice (Lust) +10