The Pillow Humper

Lilly Ford was grinding hard against her pillow when Eva Notty stepped into the room. The teen froze, face flushed. Eva understood. All the girls at school had already come and Lilly kept getting close but missing it. “Hump me instead,” Eva said. They could keep their panties on—it didn’t count. Lilly climbed on top. Eva taught her to kiss slowly, no rush. When Lilly shied away from her breasts, Eva slipped off her robe and pressed the girl’s mouth to her nipples. Lilly sucked, fingers wandering, asking what felt good with every tug and lick. Eva rolled them over, stroked Lilly through the cotton until the girl soaked through. “Don’t come yet,” she whispered, rolling her hips to control the pace. “Let it build.” The panties slipped away. Skin on skin, Eva bore down fast. Lilly clutched her shoulders and shook through her first orgasm, breaths short, eyes wide. Eva slid lower and lapped her clean with long, flat strokes; Lilly came again against her tongue. Then she straddled Eva’s face, burying her own tongue between the older woman’s folds. During the 69 she kept spilling over, the pleasure stronger each time. Eva settled on Lilly’s mouth, rode it hard, and drenched her in release, thighs trembling until both lay spent and breathless.