Becky Gets Too Nervous - Sex Stories

Becky Gets Too Nervous

... pants his fingers following the curve of her cunt down between her legs. Becky jumped a bit and then pushed him away, making more nervous looks from the door and back to his face. At first he had stepped forward keeping his hand between my sweet Beckys legs but now he pulled his hand back up and for a second I could see that he had managed to get inside her pants and panties with his exploration effort. Becky stepped away saying nothing. She grabbed the hamper and emptied it out on the floor. He was not giving up yet and reached out rubbing his hands over her back and talking to her in a quiet voice. Becky made half an effort to straighten out her bra and blouse, she had made no effort to get into his pants so he was still covered up completely. He had been too busy with her body to undo his own pants. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, Becky seemed to want to cool things down. He then stepped towards her and squeezed her in close, his hands wandering down to her ass and squeezing. Becky was nervous now and made an effort to break it off but he now was getting pushy. He stepped forward a bit which f***ed Becky back and into the hamper now on the floor. She half fell and half sat on the floor. He was now standing over her. I decided that now was a good time to go down and “catch” them. Things could have gone both ways down there; him pushing Becky further with her finally giving in or she could f***e him to stop. I walked downstairs and turned into the bathroom. ...

... What I would have loved to see was Becky giving a sexual performance, having given in to his advances. When I went in they were both shocked. Becky was now sitting on the floor. Her bra and blouse were partly done up but it was easy to see that she had her tits out a minute or two before. Her blue jeans were unbuttoned and the zipper obviously part way down. She just looked at me, her brown eyes wide and her hair a bit of a mess to. He looked white as a ghost, standing there with Becky still on the floor in front of us. I made a joke of Becky tripping over the hamper and not being very graceful in her plunge! I asked her when she intended to finish the laundry and with her answer I just turned and headed back upstairs, leaving my sweet step and her stud puppy alone. They did not know what to think. But that was the end of things. They were both now to nervous to try things again. I was hoping that by my reaction to seeing them there like that was that they knew it was ok to go ahead with whatever they had in mind. Better yet if I had a chance to talk to him alone for a second to reassure him that Becky thought he was hot and I was going to leave them alone downstairs. Pretty sure he would have gotten braver and pushed Becky to the point she gave him what he wanted. But it was not to be. I heard the front door close a few minutes later as he headed out to catch his ride home. Becky came upstairs but avoided me, watching TV from the sofa and not talking too much. My sweet girl had ...