Anna had left me in a state of agonizing frustration. I was painfully aroused, my body burning with unmet need as I hurried back to Aunt Sophia’s apartment. By the time I reached the entrance of the community, a sudden thought stopped me cold.
Lily had given me a strict warning just days earlier: while I was staying at her house, there would be no touching, no fooling around, and definitely no sex. She was serious about it. Lily might seem easygoing most of the time, but once she made up her mind, nothing could change it. Convincing her to help me ease this fire tonight was going to be difficult.
I stood at the gate for a moment, thinking hard. Then my eyes landed on the convenience store nearby, and an idea sparked. If sweet talk wouldn’t work, maybe a little liquid courage would. Lily and I had secretly drunk beer together before. She didn’t have a high tolerance— just a couple of cans made her dizzy and giggly. With her mom out socializing and Aunt Sophia on night shift, this was the perfect opportunity.
I stepped into the store and grabbed a few cans of beer along with some snacks. At the checkout counter, the cashier was in the middle of a shift change. The new girl looked young, her eyes red and puffy as if she had just been crying.
I placed the beer on the counter. She glanced at it and said coldly, “We don’t sell alcohol to minors.”
I blinked in surprise. “I’m eighteen. I’m an adult.”
“You? Eighteen?” She looked me up and down. “You don’t look eighteen at all.”
I laughed awkwardly and gestured to myself. “Where exactly do I not look eighteen?”
“You don’t look at it anywhere,” she snapped, clearly in a bad mood.
The older cashier who had just finished her shift stepped back in, tugging the young girl’s sleeve. She smiled at me apologetically. “Store policy—no alcohol to minors. Do you have ID?”
I shrugged. “I have one, but I didn’t bring it with me.”
The older woman waved it off. “It’s fine. He looks mature enough. Clearly over eighteen.” She scanned the items and let me pay.
I felt a bit confused but didn’t argue. As I left, I glanced back. The young cashier had her head down, looking miserable. The older woman scolded her gently, “You just went through a breakup. Don’t take it out on customers.”
Breakup, huh? Poor girl. I decided not to hold it against her.
I reached the apartment door, took a deep breath, and put on my best depressed expression before knocking. When Lily opened the door and saw my face, she smiled. “What’s wrong with you? You look like a wilted vegetable.”
I sighed dramatically as I stepped inside. “Ugh… Anna nearly played me to death.” I dropped the beer and snacks onto the coffee table and collapsed onto the sofa.
Lily sat down beside me, curious. “What happened? What did she say to you?”
I popped open a can and handed it to her. She blinked. “What’s this for?”
“Drink with me,” I said weakly.
“Why are we drinking?”
I took a long swig from my own can. “I’m feeling really stressed.”
“I still have homework to do,” she protested.
“Just have a couple sips with me. I feel awful. Can you keep me company?” I put on my most pitiful look, even though the real fire burning inside me had nothing to do with stress.
Lily hesitated, then clinked her can against mine and took a sip. That was all the opening I needed.
As I gave her a carefully edited version of my encounter with Anna, I kept encouraging her to drink. I left out the most dangerous details, of course. After more than half an hour of talking, two and a half cans were gone, and Lily’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassy and unfocused.
Seizing the moment, I slid closer and casually draped my arm around her shoulders. I leaned in, aiming for her neck, but Lily suddenly straightened up.
“After all that talking, I still don’t understand why she keeps pestering you,” she said, frowning.
“I don’t know either,” I replied, sliding my hand toward her chest. “If I knew what she wanted, I wouldn’t be this worried.”
Lily instinctively swatted my hand away. “That doesn’t make sense. I get why your mom is upset about your dad having a secret daughter, but why are you so stressed?”
“My dad brought home an illegitimate daughter. With Mom’s temper, who knows what will happen? They might even get divorced. As the oldest son, of course I’m worried.” I picked up another half-full can and gently pressed it to her lips. She took another sip without thinking.
Lily shook her head. “I don’t think it’ll go that far. Your mom may seem angry, but she really loves your dad. He’s come by several times, and she refuses to see him, but that’s just her being hurt. If she truly wanted to end things, she would have already gone to the civil affairs office for divorce papers.”
I raised an eyebrow. “How do you know my mom better than I do?”
I smirked. “You? A woman? You still look like a little girl to me.”
She turned to face me, hands on her hips. “Where exactly do I not look like a woman?”
I let my eyes wander over her body, comparing her in my mind to her mother Aunt Sophia—those curves, those legs, that figure. I muttered, “You don’t look like one anywhere.”
Lily planted her hands on her hips and leaned in close, challenging me. “Tell me exactly where!”
I took the opportunity, pulling her collar down slightly to peek inside. Beneath her loose loungewear, a small yellow camisole hugged her perky, youthful breasts—small but full of lively temptation.
She smacked the top of my head. Before she could scold me, I pulled her into my arms, pressing my lips close to her ear. “Lily… it’s been so long. With no one home right now, why don’t we… you know?”
“You’re so annoying!” She pushed against my forehead, trying to escape, but the alcohol had made her body soft and weak. The more she struggled, the tighter I held her.
“Come on, Lily. Just once. I’m so uncomfortable.” My voice was husky with need as I breathed against her ear.
She squirmed beneath me, trying to push me off, but her movements only made things worse. I ended up pinning her on the sofa from behind, my hands sliding under her arms to cup her soft breasts, squeezing and kneading them firmly. My hard cock pressed insistently against her firm little ass through our clothes.
“Get off… you’re making me feel weird!” Lily’s neck flushed deep red. Her body twisted and writhed under me, growing softer and more pliant with every second. Her protests turned into breathy gasps.
I reached down, trying to pull my pants open. Lily turned her head, panting. “Get up first… If your mom comes back suddenly, you’re dead.”
She had a point. Mom had a key. Getting caught like this would be disastrous.
“Then promise you’ll let me have you later,” I whispered hotly in her ear.
“Get off me first, then we’ll talk,” she said, still trying to push me away.
“Promise me. Say you’ll let me fuck you.”
“You’re so shameless…” Her face burned crimson. “Fine… I promise… I promise to let you fuck me.” Her voice grew smaller and smaller until it was barely a whisper. She buried her burning face in the sofa, her snow-white neck glowing pink with embarrassment, her body trembling beneath me.
Satisfied, I finally let her go. Lily sat up, straightening her clothes. I reminded her, “You promised. You can’t go back on your word.”
She shot me a glare. “You’re such a pervert.”
I rubbed my hands together eagerly. “If I weren’t, would you like me this much?”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re impossible. Keep acting like this and one day the police will drag you away.”
Her words made me think of Anna again. A pang of guilt hit me.
“What’s wrong?” Lily asked, noticing my sudden silence.
“Nothing. Just thinking about where we should do it later.”
As she stood up and headed toward the study, a wicked idea crossed my mind. I grabbed her waist and grinned. Lily looked confused. “What are you smiling about? It looks so dirty.”
“I was thinking… maybe we could try that thing again. Just once more,” I begged, clasping my hands together.
“No way! I’d rather die than wear your mom’s clothes again!” she snapped, turning red.
“Please… just once.”
“Absolutely not! Take it or leave it!” She marched into the study. Seeing how determined she was, I followed her with a disappointed sigh.
I carefully locked the door behind us, then pulled her into my arms. We tumbled onto the small bed, my chest pressing against her soft, budding breasts. I captured her sweet lips in a hungry kiss, sucking and exploring greedily. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping dot com.
At first, Lily pushed against me, but her resistance gradually melted. Her breathing grew heavier, her hands weaker. Soon she surrendered completely, letting me take control.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. My right hand slipped into her pants, finding the warm space between her thighs. My palm brushed over her soft pubic hair before cupping her already slick mound. My thumb circled her sensitive little bud while my middle finger parted her wet folds and sank into her tight, slippery entrance. I stroked and curled my finger inside her, sometimes thrusting, sometimes vibrating gently against her inner walls.
Lily’s soft gasps quickly turned into muffled, high-pitched moans. She pressed her hands against my chest in a weak attempt to resist, but her body betrayed her, hips twitching involuntarily against my hand.
I was just about to pull my pants down and take things further when Lily suddenly sat up, breathing hard. “Did you… bring that?”
“Bring what?” I asked, dazed with lust.
“You know… a condom.”
“Oh… I didn’t bring one.”
“Then we can’t do it!” She looked genuinely annoyed.
“It’ll be fine just once. I’ll pull out, I promise.”
“You never keep your promises. No condom, no sex.” She crossed her arms stubbornly.
I scratched my head in frustration. “Then what do we do?”
“That’s your problem. Figure it out if you want it so badly.”
“I’ll go buy some right now. That works, right?”
“Hurry up. I’m getting sleepy. And if your mom comes back, forget about touching me tonight.”
“Alright, I’m going!” I threw on my coat and rushed out.
I ran to the convenience store near the community and grabbed a box of condoms. The same young cashier was still there. She looked slightly better but still wore that cold expression. She stared at the condoms, then at me.
“What do you need these for?” she asked icily.
I chuckled. “Do I really need to explain that to you?”
“You’re so young. What are you planning to do with these? Hurt some girl?”
I was losing patience. “My girlfriend and I are in love. We’re being responsible.”
She scoffed. “Love? Bullshit! All you men are scum!”
I didn’t have time for this. After more awkward back-and-forth, she still refused to sell them to me. Frustrated, I left and tried two more stores. None of them had any in stock.
Just as I was about to give up, Lily sent a text. I thought she was urging me to hurry, but it was actually bad news: Mom had come back early. She was drunk and had gone straight to bed. Tonight was off.
I slapped my forehead. What kind of luck is this?
As I turned to head back, I noticed a small adult products store across the street. Even if I couldn’t use them tonight, I decided to buy some anyway. I hurried over.
Halfway back, another text from Lily arrived. Her mom had come home very drunk and was now asleep in her room. Lily warned me not to sneak into the study or I would regret it. She added a little smirk emoji at the end.
The whole ordeal had taken over half an hour.
Using the spare key Lily had given me, I quietly opened the front door. The living room light was on, but the place was silent. I crept to Mom’s room first and tried the handle. It was locked from the inside.
Then I moved to the study door where Lily was sleeping. I prayed silently as I turned the handle.
The door opened.
A surge of excitement rushed through me. Even though she had protested, she had left it unlocked. I slipped inside. The room was pitch black, the strong scent of alcohol filling the air, accompanied by soft, gentle snoring from the bed