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Watching Mandy Masturbate – Then Offering to Help

... Mandy over the last year or two. He took almost painful steps to hide his lust from his parents and Mandy, but even with his intelligence, he would get distracted thinking about his sister coming home from her lacrosse games in the Springtime, where she often headed straight up into her room and took off her uniform, affording herself a few hours of relaxation before Mr. and Mrs. Abbott got home. She definitely had an exhibitionist streak in her. In the Spring, she loved how her body looked and felt in her tight gymnastics leotard, but she also fantasized about how liberating it would feel if she could do all of her gymnastics routines naked. As was their routine almost every day, Jim usually arrived home from school around 2:30, his backpack stuffed with books so he could get even further ahead on his schoolwork than he already was. That day, however, he stayed late at school to tutor a classmate, as he sometimes did. He would still be home by 3:45, and have plenty of time for his work. When Jim got home, he was looking to spend a few hours on his studies, because that weekend, he had committed to tutoring some of the less gifted kids, to make some extra money, so it was important that he stay at least a few chapters ahead in all of his classes. That particular day, Mandy had gymnastics practice. When classes let out, she met Jim at his locker, and reminded him that she wouldn’t be home until 4:45. She then met up with her friends, and they headed to their locker rooms to ...

... change into their leotards and begin their practice. The girls were learning new skills on the uneven bars that week, and for Mandy, this was particularly strenuous. Her specialty was anything that showcased the strength of her legs. Sure, her arms were impressive, but her legs even more so. And don’t even get me started about how beautiful and muscular her ass was. Absolute perfection. Mandy’s gymnastics training let out about 4:30 as usual. She put on some sweatpants and walked the short walk to her house, where she knew Jim would be buried deep in his studies, and her parents would not be home for at least 2 hours. As she walked, she had a hard time keeping her sweatpants on. She thought about how it would only be a few more minutes before she could take off her sweaty leotard, and lay in her cool room, touching herself, as she loved to do. Mandy’s fingers were almost magical. She loved how she could make herself feel. The only problem was that she was so good at getting herself off that she sometimes thought she might never need a boy to pleasure her. There was time for that though, and over time, she did begin to fantasize about how it would be awesome to replace her own fingers on her tight pussy with those of one of the big, strong boys on the boy’s gymnastics team. There was Peter, and Mitchell, and Craig, who had the sweetest smile, and the biggest muscles. And with that, Mandy slipped out of her leotard, checked out her sweaty body in the mirror and lay down in bed. ...