1. A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034Okay.&#034 She put the remote down, but stayed put, and we both just sat in a comfortable silence for a minute. My dick was so hard it ached. It was Friday; if I couldn't find the courage now, I'd have to wait three more days. &#034Hey Mandy?&#034 She looked over at me, face completely open, saying nothing but simply waiting to hear what I said. &#034I've been thinking about what you said yesterday, and I was wondering...&#034 She either didn't see where I was going with it, or simply wanted to hear me say it, and said nothing. &#034...if maybe you would...touch me again?&#034 The awkward silence that followed my question soon gave way to a soft smile. &#034I mean, if it's not...too much trouble...&#034 &#034It wouldn't be too weird for you?&#034 From anyone else, that would probably have been meant sarcastically, but not Mandy. &#034I think I can handle it now. Unless it's weird for you. I would totally understand if it would be too uncomfortable to you knowing I couldn't make it, you know, more impersonal.&#034 &#034It's okay, I'll do it.&#034 She came beside me and put her hand on my shoulder. &#034It helps you relax. And it, uh, it's okay if you are thinking about me, it doesn't bother me. I understand it. You don't have to pretend it's not me.&#034 I was so grateful I felt embarrassed, and couldn't even say the thank you I wanted to. &#034So, how do you want to...?&#034 &#034Well, get up so we can get you undressed.&#034 Soon I was once again naked in the chair, ...
    with Mandy squatting down to the side. Instead of closing my eyes, this time I watched as her fingers ran gently across my dick. After a minute my eyes drifted up her arm to her face. Her attention was wholly on my dick, focused completely on her current task of figuring out the puzzle of how best to touch it. She glanced up at me, and our eyes met. She smiled with a shy laugh and looked away. &#034Sorry,&#034 I said. &#034I didn't mean to stare.&#034 &#034It's okay. You can look at me if it...helps,&#034 she said with a little giggle. I tried not to for a moment, but my interest won out over my sense of modesty. She continued touching me, though now obviously self-conscious about being watched. Pausing a second, Mandy switched from squatting down to kneeling, rocking the chair as she shifted. &#034Are you comfortable there?&#034 I asked. &#034Oh, I'm okay.&#034 &#034You sure? It's kind of hard to kneel on that carpet.&#034 &#034Yeah, it was just getting hard to squat there. Maybe we should move?&#034 &#034Sure. Where do you think would be good?&#034 &#034Hmm. Also, it'd be nice if I didn't have to stretch my arm out so much.&#034 &#034Couch? Bed?&#034 &#034Yeah, let's go to your bed. In here I keep worrying we'll get stuff on the chair or something.&#034 I nodded. &#034Yeah, that's probably wise.&#034 In Mandy's hand, I'd certainly been shooting off more than normal. &#034Okay. Go ahead, I'll be there in just a second,&#034 she said, running out. I went into my room and climbed ...
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