Kelsey’s Wet Dreams – Chapter 7 – Exposed, aroused, pleasured - Sex Stories

Kelsey’s Wet Dreams – Chapter 7 – Exposed, aroused, pleasured

... sloppy wet from the semen stored inside me and entry was now quite easy. I did not have another orgasm that evening, but taking Michael inside me was wonderful and intimate nonetheless. We awoke, made love one last time, bathed and had breakfast. We then started our drive home. We decided we needed to avoid showing up at home at the same time, so Michael agreed to stop by a coffee shop and have a latte' to burn some time. As I drove in my Mom’s Camry along Hwy. 1A, I tried to process what had transpired and what it meant going forward. I knew that I would never have an evening of such intimacy, discovery and excitement again. This was a memory I knew I would cherish forever. I knew that Michael and I would be the closest of lovers and friends for the rest of our lives. Oh yes, we would marry others and have families, but he would always own a part of me. And I knew I would never be able to deny him anything. On the long drive home, my mind wandered. Just what was he going to do with his knowledge that being exposed excited me the way it did? Would he be a good boy and let the one night of exposing me at the Bow River Inn be a one time experience? Or would he exploit my weakness and put me into a ...

... series of embarrassing, exciting and somewhat risky situations whenever he had the opportunity? Who else would he have me masturbate for his voyeuristic pleasure? I was getting wet just thinking about what he might make his stepsister do just for his amusement. And when other men took my boldness as an invitation to be shared, would Michael ever want to share me with other men? Would he try to get me to take care of some of his friends? The very thought of what might had me gushing in my panties. I could not help but touch myself on the outside of my jeans as I drove, thinking about the possibilities! I released the snap of my jeans and lowered the zipper as I drove along Highway 1A. I slipped my fingers inside my panties and massaged my erect clitoris dreaming about what adventures might lie in front of Michael and me. About twenty minutes from home, I climaxed while struggling to keep the car in my lane. I was amazed at how much had changed in the past year. A year ago, I had never seen nor touched a penis. Now I had just masturbated to a pleasurable climax while driving as I fantasized about the wicked things Michael might have me do for him and his friends. I was a wickedly naughty girl. The end.