First Kiss

As much as Amy wanted to run into Kenny’s room and throw herself at him, she realised that it wouldn’t help the young guy much. It would also spoil all the tease. As much as she wanted to get fucked, she was also keen to torment the guy and, if possible, help him out. It was one night in the bath as she casually played with herself that she realised she needed to start from the absolute basics. She was pretty sure he hadn’t even kissed a girl so that was where she was going to begin.

She waited for the right opportunity. It was a day that both of them were at home during the day and Peter was at work.Amy walked past Kenny’s room and poked her head in. “I’m putting the kettle on. Do you want anything?”

Kenny jumped a little but turned and smiled at her. “A tea would be great, thanks.”

“No problem. Come down and get it, okay?”

“I’ll be down in a sec’,” he said and went back to his game.

She made the tea and waited for him to come down. She was a little nervous but more excited than anything. Today was the day that she crossed a line. Kenny came in and she slid his mug to him. “Ken-ken? Would you mind joining me for a bit? I’d like to talk to you about something.”

Poor Kenny’s mind flooded with every naughty thing he had done. Stealing the panties, using the ones she had left behind, that time he had snapped a picture of her boobs as she bent down to pick something up, jacking off to that same picture. He didn’t dare refuse as she walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. She sat on the sofa and patted the seat next to her. He was more used to her being around but sitting so close made him think of all the dirty little fantasies he’d had about her. She really was exceptionally pretty and her body was just something else. He sat as far away as he could without being rude but she moved closer to him and their knees were almost touching. His mind went right back to that hug after the gaming night. The feeling of her breasts on his chest and his erection pressed into her gorgeous body.

“I’ve been thinking about the conversation we had the other night. Do you remember?” she said, with a sweet smile.

“After the game night?”

“That’s right.”

Kenny rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah, I’m sorry I got upset at you. It was just a sensitive point.”

Amy batted him on the thigh. “No, silly. I’m talking about me saying I would help you.”

“Oh. It’s fine, you really don’t have to do that.”

“Nonsense. I said I would, so I am totally going to.”

Kenny looked like he was about to protest but he seemed to change his mind. “That’s really sweet of you,” he said but looked unconvinced.

“That’s better. Oh, try not to look so forlorn. I promise you that you will enjoy it.”

“I, okay.”

Amy shuffled a little closer to him and leaned forward a little. She noticed his eyes dart to her chest and her smile broadened. “Okay, here’s what my plan is. I’m right in thinking you have zero experience with girls, right?”

“Yeah,” said Kenny, looking embarrassed.

“Like, how zero are we talking? Have you at least kissed a girl?”

Kenny shook his head and sighed. “Nope, not even that.”

“Held hands?”

“I mean, I held my mum’s hand when I was a kid but that doesn't count, does it?”

“Not in this case, no.” It was worse than she had feared. “Okay, let’s start there then.”

“What do you mean, ‘start there’?” Kenny was confused.

“Sorry, I never actually told you my plan,” giggled Amy. “I’m going to help you get used to women by getting used to me.”

“I’m not sure I follow.”

“You find me attractive, don’t you Ken-ken? I’m pretty sure I felt that when we hugged.”

“God, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t control it.”

Amy put her hand on his knee. “Ken-ken, I told you that was fine. Now, answer the question. Do you find me attractive?”

“Y-yes.”

“Do you think about me in a sexual way?”

“Why do you want to know?” The intimate situation had him trapped but he was **** to fold in on himself or run from the room.

“I already know you do. I just want to hear you say it.” She couldn’t help but grin. His squirming was so cute.

“I… I do,” he finally said, his face turned away.

Amy giggled happily. “Good. So I am no different from any other girl you find yourself attracted to. Therefore, I am good practice.”

Kenny looked at her beaming grin. He was desperately attracted to her. Most of the times he had cum since he had arrived had been thinking about her yet she was the only woman outside of family he felt even vaguely comfortable with. “I suppose that makes sense.”

Amy clapped her hands. “See, I knew you’d get it. Okay, what we are going to do is get you used to me.”

“How do we do that?” asked Kenny.

Amy looked a little shy. “I thought that maybe we could try being a little closer.”

Kenny's first thought was, she wants to fuck but he stomped that idea down as a hopeless fantasy. There was still a part of him that thought he might get something good though. After that he wanted to ask, ‘What about Peter?’ but he didn’t dare in case she suddenly changed her mind. “I guess that could work,” he said, trying to hold back his excitement.

Amy could see the tension in him. She didn’t want to scare him off but she was determined to make progress. She held up her hand in front of her. “How about we start with this?” Looking unsure, Kenny lifted his own hand and gave her an awkward high five. Amy had to stifle a laugh but she was delighted by his awkward gesture. She reached out, took his wrist and brought his hand to hers. “I was meaning that we should hold hands,” she said softly as she pressed his palm to hers.

Out of all the casual physical contact he had made with Amy since he had moved in, none of it felt more intimate than the feeling of her fingers intertwining with his. He stared at his hand in awe as her long, immaculate nails folded over the back of his hand. Her skin was soft and warm and his own hand felt sensitive and strangely erotic.

“Your hand is quite big. With you being slim I expected it to be smaller,” said Amy.

Kenny cleared his throat as he tried to find his voice. “I always had long fingers. My mum wanted me to play piano but I never fancied it. I am a pretty fast typer though.”

“Long fingers, eh?” said Amy, with a slightly raised eyebrow and lips pursed with amusement.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it,” Kenny apologised.

Amy sighed and gave the hand she was holding a squeeze. “No, that was a prime opportunity to flirt. You could see that I found it funny. I was the one that made it rude so you should have come back with something playful or called me out for having a dirty mind. It sets the right mood. Try not to worry about upsetting me or offending me.”

Kenny was about to apologise but he stopped himself, gave a thin smile and nodded. “Yeah, I’ll try to remember.

Amy adjusted her grip on his hand and held it with both of hers. “This isn’t easy for you. Please don’t let it get you down. I will offer guidance whenever I can. We just need to spend time together in this intimate way. You’ll get used to it.”

“Thanks, Amy. I do appreciate you helping me out.”

“You are very sweet. Now, how are you feeling about the hand holding?”

“It’s nice,” he commented, starting to feel a little more relaxed. “I think I am getting used to it. You have very soft hands,” he added without thinking.

“That was good. Compliments work a charm. Especially genuine ones like that.”

“I didn’t…” He was about to start apologising again but stopped and gave a smile.

Amy was excited. Things were going well but the next step would tell her if this plan of hers would work or if it was too much for poor inexperienced Kenny. She wet her lips with her tongue and locked her eyes on Kenny’s. “I wondered if you would like to try kissing with me?”

Kenny’s mind exploded. Internally he was now in a wild panic as every possible thing that could go wrong with this situation played out simultaneously in his mind. Throughout the cacophony, one small voice cut through the rest. “Just say yes,” it said.

“She means like a mother. Ask her to make sure,” came another clear voice and his lips parted ready to ask the question.

“No!” The first voice stopped him. “She has made it clear. Trust her. Say yes.”

“Yeah, okay. I’d like that,” he said out loud with a slightly hoarse voice and all the noise in his head stopped as they all waited to see what would happen.

Amy showed her white teeth as she gave him a big smile. “I’m glad,” she said as she took both of his hands in hers and rested them on their knees. “Let’s start with a simple peck first.” She closed her eyes and puckered her lips. Nothing happened so she opened one eye and said, “That was your cue to kiss me.”

“Right, yes, of course,” stammered Kenny who hadn’t managed to pluck up the courage.

“Let’s try again,” she said and puckered up.

She was met with a brief and chaste kiss. It was pretty much as she had expected. She kept her eyes closed and said, “Okay, now do it again but this time wait for three seconds before you pull away. Like a slow motion kiss.”

Kenny’s heart was pounding. He couldn’t believe he had just kissed Amy even if it had been just a little one. Feeling emboldened he tried to do as he was told but this felt much more intimate and he stiffened up as he put his lips to her and waited for three seconds.

Amy tried not to laugh as she could feel his mouth moving as he counted in his head. “That was okay but your lips went hard.” She pulled back and sat up straight letting go of Kenny’s hands. Kenny wondered if that was it until she went on. “We are going to do something that I remember doing with my friends at sleepovers. She lifted her right hand and held the back of it near her face. “Kiss the back of your hand,” he instructed.

Confused, Kenny did as he was told. He gave his hand a brief kiss but didn’t see the point. Watching her do it was an entirely different matter as he watched her plump lips give her hand several soft kisses. “Do it again,” she instructed, “but pay attention to how it feels.” He did. “Good,” she went on. “Now do it again but this time keep your lips soft. You should hardly be moving them, just enough effort to bring your lips forward a little. Try to give your hand the softest kiss you can.

She watched him kissing his hand with a confused expression. “Which felt better, the hard or soft kiss?” she asked.

“The soft one,” he answered.

Amy smiled. “That’s right. Even when kissing gets super passionate it’s best to try and keep the lips soft.” She leaned forward again. “Now, let’s try that again. Three seconds.”

“Aren’t you going to close your eyes?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I want to be able to keep an eye on what you are doing.”

Making eye contact made the whale experience harder but she waited patiently for him. He lunged forward but she said, “Slow down, take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”

He swallowed and moved closer to her. She did end up closing her eyes when he got too close and he put his lips to hers. It was a whole new experience. This wasn’t a peck, it was a kiss. He could feel her lips softly pressing against his. He could feel her breath from her nose and smell her makeup. He didn’t even count this time but pulled back after what felt right.

“Mmmm, that was much better,” said Amy as she opened her eyes. “Come back and do that again.” He did but as he pulled back from it she said, “Just keep going. You are doing great.”

He put his lips to hers and this time, as the kiss ended their lips rearranged themselves into another. Her lips were so soft. He had fantasised over her body but he had underestimated how good kissing her would feel. He felt her press herself forward and the kiss increased in intensity before she broke it off.

“That, Ken-ken, was a good kiss.” She held her hand up but this time it was clearly for a high five which Kenny gave her. He was smiling now. He felt proud of himself. “Next time, we can start from there.”

“Next time?”

“Ken-ken, we are just getting started.”