Sexual Awakening - 2 - Sex Stories

Sexual Awakening - 2

... still for so long, he forgot to breath slowly and ended up taking in a deep inhale. Stacy Keibler's bright blonde hair whipped behind her as she turned to her peeping tom. Only to see the little kid at the corner. "What the-? What are you doing in here?" Stacy asked, folding her arms. "Uh...I um...Got separated from my cousin and uncle." Kyle lied, holding up the VIP badge. "Thought someone in here could help..." Stacy shook her head. "Alright, come on." She slipped on flip-flops and went over to him. But Kyle wouldn't move. "What's wrong?" She asked, tilting her head a little. "I...I." He gulped. "I think you're the hottest Diva!" He blurted out. Stacy smiled and ruffled his hair. "You're so sweet. Thank you. Now let's go find your uncle." She reached for his hand before he kept it as he looked up to her. "I want to ask...I have the game, where you're dancing on the main menu...Could you...dance for me? Please?" Kyle asked, still glued to the wall. "You're kidding." She arched her brow at him. Kyle just shook his head. "Just a little, then I'll go, I promise." He nodded to her now, watching her look a little lost but, like it was something out of his fantasy driven mind, she just chuckled and agreed with a smile. Taking his hand, she brought him over to the bench her bag was resting on and sat him down. Kyle was still in disbelief this was happening. Were the VIP passes a way for him to get to her, instead of them sending Stacy Keibler to him? He stopped pondering once, ...

... just like he'd seen on the show and in the story mode of the game, Stacy started to sway her hips. Her hands and arms flowing up and down her body. Kyle could only stare. Without any reason to expect it, Stacy drew closer to him and began to give him a freaking lap dance. And her having to bend her long legs in order to get close to him. Call it a fantasy come true or just the luckiest moments in this kid's life, but he was finally able to witness first hand, his favorite diva, dance for him. Soon enough, Kyle could feel the familiar tightness in his shorts. It made him clench his legs against each other and put his gloved hand over it. Trying to hide it before Stacy turned back around. But of course, it was just making it even more obvious. The dancing took a turn to the intense as she turned around and put her leg next to him, swaying her body towards him. That's when Stacy saw him attempting to mask the buldge. "Oh...Hmm. This is really getting to you. Do you watch me dance a lot on that game?" Stacy asked, with a smile, continuing her dance. "Ye-Yes...I try to make sure it's only you on the screen and not the other divas." Kyle answered honestly. "And you probably touch yourself, don't you?" She leaned in, staring into his eyes. "...Yes..." He lowered his head as he answered. "Hmmmm...Well, you are here as a VIP and it wouldn't be fair to leave without your favorite diva's autograph." Her voice grew quiet and slow, making Kyle look back up to her. He knew the dance was over ...