THEY CALL IT "WRONG". - Sex Stories

THEY CALL IT "WRONG".

... TV...her hair was still damp and curled around her face - oh, yeah, she was loving this. I would rather have played a "two-player" something else, if you know what I mean, but she had informed me that the show was over. Yet now, here she was wearing only a towel...maybe it wasn't? I didn't know what she was planning, but already I was getting hard again. "Um...sure," I replied, and she grabbed the second joystick and plugged it in, bending over so far I could see the crack of her ass. Well, needless to say, I lost every game. She knew what she was doing, and giggled and laughed in such a delightfully menacing manner that was both aggravating and stimulating. She was a tease, and she knew it. She relished it. But she knew I was enjoying every moment of it as well. She had found herself, her confidence, her final acceptance and enjoyment of her body. She knew I lusted after her, and that made her feel special. She also knew that there was no way in hell that I would ever beat her in any of these games because with her sitting there wearing only a towel (and only barely), I couldn't concentrate - my eyes kept darting over to see if I could catch a glimpse of something more. Once, that towel came undone at the front and though she dropped the joystick and hastily re-did it, she looked over at me with a sideways glance and then made certain that I saw just the briefest hint of nipple. Fuck! This was too much! We finished the games with me being completely rock-hard and ...

... flustered, and then she sauntered down the hall to her bedroom. I followed her to my own room, the beer having gone straight to my head and making me sl**py, and that's when I received my "dessert" for the evening. She slowly closed her door and just at the last moment, let the towel drop completely, turning to fully close the door and letting me see her. All of her. Every bit. Fuck! First, her ass, then turning, everything else. I'm pretty sure I caught a wink before she shut the door, but I was too busy staring at her body. Goddamn, she had a nice figure! Beautiful tits, nicely shaped waist, perfectly rounded ass...she could easily be a model if she ever wanted to be, and here she was showing me every square inch of her! I was still in shock from it all. I couldn't help it. I came. Right there in the hallway. I didn't even need to touch myself. Suddenly, a wet stain appeared on the front of my jeans. Oh, how I wanted her! I changed clothes and went to bed, the vision of her naked body still on my mind. I started to play with myself, but the beer worked its magic, and soon enough, I was asl**p...a blissful sl**p, the first I'd had in a long time. That night, I had a fantastic dream of going into her room and fucking her brains out. I had knocked on her door, heard her say something like, "It took you long enough!" I had thrown off her blankets and she was already lying there with her legs spread, fingering her pussy. I got on top of her and began furiously pumping away...and then I ...