1. Sitting for Kelli


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

    up the wide carpeted stairs. She was laying in a heap on the tile at the foot of the stairs, crying and holding her knee. `Dr. Hank, call to surgery,' I thought. I sent Jeff to his room, rather angrily, and knelt to examine Kelli's knee. Jeff ran up the stairs sulkily. I could not help but notice that her long T-shirt had ridden up to her waist, and as I checked out her left knee, my eyes kept wandering to her white cotton panties. Her sobs were subsiding as I ran my hands over her knee - there was no damage that I could see. But I prolonged the moment, my mind reeling madly as I noticed the tiny curls of pubic hair that were peeking around the legbands of her underwear. All of a sudden I was being turned on by this girl - my dick was hardening, my heart was beating faster, I felt my breath coming shallow and quick. I could barely see the folds of her labia, or imagined I could, through that thin white material. My attentions to her knee had caused her legs to spread slightly, and I found myself pushing the knee farther, pretending to look for damage, watching feverishly out the corner of my eye as the edge of her pussy began to barely peak out from the elastic. I began to slide my hand down a bit from her knee, feeling the taut youthfullness of her thigh. &#034Ow!&#034 she said, and I looked up. I had spread her legs far enough that she'd felt it. Her face was red with a blush. &#034Um, your knee looks OK,&#034 I said. &#034Thanks,&#034 she whispered, then bolted up the ...
    stairs. Had she seen me looking at her pussy? I was not sure, but something seemed to have made her react. Confused and turned on, I returned to the TV room. The Playboy channel was still on, showing some playmate who was golfing in the nude. I switched off the idiotic thing and sat in an easy chair, my mind filled with what had happened. I was no c***d m*****er; that I knew for sure. Kelli's young body had turned me on, but that was natural, wasn't it? And all I had done was look - how could I help myself? The girl was a knockout, though she clearly did not know it. I mean, to have ignored that pretty little cunt when it was staring me in the face would have been inhuman. Wouldn't it? My dick would not soften. I tried to think of mundane things like work and gardening, but no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts ran back to Kelli's thighs, Kelli's pussy, Kelli's little hands wrapped around my cock shaft, the sheer madness of sinking my prick, centemeter by centemeter into that tight little quim. Oh god, this was insanity - how could I get ths girl out of my head? I turned the Playboy channel back on - they were showing a softened version of some porno film. I took out my cock and began to beat off feverishly. I turned the sound down so I'd be sure to hear if the k**s came downstairs. I shot off in about a dozen strokes, pouring my sperm into a paper napkin that was sitting on the end table. In the days that followed I found myself becoming increasingly obsessed with Kelli, ...
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