The Little Sister Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

The Little Sister Ch. 02

... thwarted erections all day, her grip was a heavenly stimulus. Laird gave token resistance to her tugging more to prolong her fabulous grip than to resist following her lead. Nikki noticed precum leaking from the tip of his cock and placed a towel on her lap as she sat down. As she guided him over her lap, she trapped his erect cock in a fold of the towel between her thighs. She smiled at his compliance and let her fingers glide teasingly over his ass cheeks. Laird could not resist thrusting as he settled across her lap. Again he was self conscious that, though he was so much larger than her, she was the one who ruled and would dispense punishment. He again thrust into the towel between her thighs. "Don't you dare cum," Nikki warned.

Laird resisted thrusting again and meekly positioned himself to accept the inevitable. When he finally settled down, Nikki smiled then again teased his ass cheeks with her fingers. Then, suddenly, she delivered a hard smack on those cheeks with the slapper. The pain was much sharper than Laird expected. He had never been spanked by hand let alone a leather strap. In horror, he felt his penis spurt, not semen, but urine. "Stop!" he yelled as he concentrated on stopping more from flowing. His plea was too late to stop Nikki from delivering a second blow. With that sharp blow, he felt the beginning of an unstoppable torrent. He frantically rolled off Nikki's lap and, while clasping the towel over his groin, he ran to the bathroom.

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... surprised Nikki followed him and was greeted by the sight of him standing on a urine soaked towel breathing hard as he finished peeing into the toilet. Laird looked up to see Nikki standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips, looking like a mother who had caught her child doing unapproved but amusing antics.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly."I should have gone to the john when we first arrived." He tactfully didn't allude to the fact that she gave him little opportunity to do so.

"So you finally got the piss beaten out of you and by a girl," she said mocking him.

Laird laughed a little at the taunt. "I guess you could say that," he responded. He was thankful for the short banter as it took the edge off the embarrassment he felt.

"Well, if you don't want me to beat the shit out of you, you should use toilet again," she said still mocking him.

He flushed at her mocking him but agreed with the suggestion. "I guess I should,," he agreed. "I'll come back when I'm done," he said as he moved to close the door thus indicating he expected her to leave.

She stood her ground. "I'm good where I am," she said.

He flushed brightly as he realized she intended to watch him take a dump. Being in the military, he was no stranger to using a toilet with others around. But there he was ignored. No one bothered or cared to watch. But the thought of her staring at him unnerved him. "Wouldn't you rather wait in the kitchen where you can sit?" he asked in a vain effort to obtain some ...