1. Sitting for Kelli


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    you for what you are. A beautiful young woman.&#034 I looked up, but she had turned her face away, obviously embarrased. &#034But why? Why did looking at me...&#034 she drited off. After a moment of silence, she turned back to face me. Her face was bright with nervous excitement. It was as if she had hoped someone would notice her, and someone finally had. And now she was not sure how to feel about it. &#034Why?&#034 I said. &#034Well, it is very simple, actually. When a man sees a beautiful woman's body, part of his brain automatically responds, sending signals to his...&#034 &#034Oh, I know that. I mean, I figured that out from what you said before. But why me?&#034 &#034I told you. You have a lovely body, Kelli. When I peeked, I got hard. It was not the first time either.&#034 &#034Oh?&#034 She looked suprised and a little pleased. &#034When else?&#034 &#034When you fell down the stairs last time I was here and I helped you with your knee.&#034 &#034I remember. But I didn't take my clothes off then.&#034 &#034No. But I saw your panties, and... well, that area. It had a similar effect.&#034 &#034Really.&#034 That mischevious look was back, and something in her smile told me that she was pretty happy at the notion of having so much control over an adult. She was realizing the effect she could have, whenever she wanted to. &#034So, um, are you hard now?&#034 She was examining her fingernails closely, trying to appear casual, as though the question was purely conversational. ...
    &#034No,&#034 I lied. In fact, I was about 40% hard, and rose to about 50% at the question. With one deft motion, and without any warning, she slipped her shoulder straps down and the top of the dress slid down to her waist. I think I gasped a little: there she was, stripped to the waist. Her young breasts, bigger than a handfull on each side, stood pale and proud in the warm light of the TV room. Her rosy pink nipples were perfect, and had been pressed flat by the dress. They were not erect, but her breathing, shallow and quick, told me she was excited, or scared, or both. Her smile was quivering, her gaze steady. I wanted to touch her so badly. My dick had sprung stiff and straight as a steel beam. Her titties looked so inviting, and I could not tear my gaze away from those nipples. &#034Kelli,&#034 I whispered. &#034This is really not a good idea...&#034 &#034But does it make you hard?&#034 she asked, her voice strangely gentle. &#034I mean, is this enough to do that, or do you need to see my poochy too? My pussy, I mean.&#034 My hands were shaking. For some reason, I glanced at the clock - it was 9:30. Her parents would not be home until midnight or 1:00am. I could not leave. I could not stay. I wanted to see her little pussy more than I wanted to take another breath. I wanted to run from the room. I did not know what to do. Some sort of instinct had taken over in Kelli. There was no way she knew how I was feeling, and yet somehow she was compelled into action. I heard her ...
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