![]()
![]() .:: Daddy Stories » Sex Stories » What Curiosity Can Do
|
What Curiosity Can Do
|
I had just finished mowing the lawn for a female friend of mine. We had been buddies all through school and I always thought she was hot but nothing ever happened between us. Her folks were out of town and she was inside fixing me something to drink.
After I came inside and finished my much needed drink, she asked me if I would mind sticking around and perhaps spent the night. She claimed she was afraid to be in the house alone. The thought intrigued and excited me. realizing I was sweaty and smelly, I asked her if I could use her shower. She encouraged me to use her parent’s master bath. As I was getting undressed upstairs I could hear the steps creaking as if someone was slowly trying to climb the stairs. This gave me ideas.
I made sure the bathroom door was not completely closed and just a crack remained. I could hear the steps getting closer and closer until they stopped outside the bathroom door. I decided to give her a show. I disrobed and turned on the water. As the water was heating up I began inconspicuously rubbing my cock. It was already almost hard. I climbed into the shower and decided to leave the curtain open. I began lathering myself up, especially around my dick which was throbbing hard from the thought of someone watching. I could see, out the corner of my eye, the crack in the door getting larger. I knew she was interested. I continued the show by rubbing and stroking my cock and then pumping and pumping as if I was caught in some fantasy thought. Finally I came and my juice ran down the shaft of my dick and into the sud-soaked pubic hair. I think I heard her moan quietly. When I turned off the water I could hear feet quickly running away from my vicinity. I knew then for sure she had been watching.
The rest of the evening was uneventful... just movies and talk until we decided to go to sleep. She asked me to sleep beside her because she was still a little scared. I almost came at the thought of sharing a bed with her but I played it off real cool like I was being chivalrous. We climbed into bed, turned out the light, and in the darkness I tried to sleep but images of what I would like to do to her kept me up ...literally.
About thirty minutes after the light went out she started to move. Her back was to me as she slept on her side. She kept sliding inching and inching until she was in a fetal position and before I knew it, her panty covered ass was pressed up against my now tighter tighty whities. She moved again suspiciously as if she was repositioning but in reality she was lowering the back of her underwear. I discovered this as I brushed up her bare ass with my hand. She let out a slight moan. Over the next few moments I inched my hand closer and closer to her ass again until I kept it there. She gently wiggled her hips. I began to think, “Just how far should I take this?” “Should I risk getting slapped or risk getting off?” I slowly pulled down the front of my underwear letting my cock press up against the crack of her cheeks. Again she moaned but now louder and she wiggles as if to position her ass better. I took the head of my cock which was already slippery wet with semen and began to slide it along the length of her crack. Still more moaning and more positioning. Then it happened, the tip of my cock came in contact with her pussy. It was as wet as I. I began carefully pushing my dick forward and I could feel each push spreading her lips open more. Still more moaning. I finally grabbed her from behind by the hips and worked my way completely into her luscious cunt. we both let out a moan. Back and forth, in and out, wiggling and pulsating, moaning, and groaning, we continued until it was time for me to come. I worried if I should pull out but the more I moaned and got closer to climax she reached around me grabbing me by the ass thrusting me into her. I came immediately and we both let out a exhaustive gasp and I stayed inside her, both of us shivering, until I went soft and my dick slipped out of her.
The next morning not a word was said about the night before. She thanked me for protecting her and she invited me to “mow her grass” anytime.
|
|
|
Discussion
|
|
|
|
