Dog park - Sex Stories

Dog park

... about the weather, about dogs. Watching as her impatience grew. When I wound down and let silence reign for a few minutes, she finally spoke.

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Hmm. Good.”

Silence.

I had to hold myself rigid to not burst out laughing at her disappointment at my flippant reply, at her efforts at gathering herself for the next bit I forced her to say out loud.

“So, can I do it tonight?” It wasn’t very loud. I had to strain myself up to pick up her words. She was speaking so softly. A good thing I didn’t have to guess what she was going to say.

I felt a sense of accomplishment at her words. Her asking me for something that was not mine to give.

“I don’t know. What’s in it for me?”

“wha..? but I waited until you returned. Please.”

I looked at her silently for a few seconds, forcing her to drop her gaze.

“I give you advice. I help you. I guide you. I increase your pleasure. And you can’t even give me proper feedback on how it goes, thorough de***********ions of what you did. And no, “I touched myself down there” does not count.”

“Oh. But I’m trying. It’s really hard for me to talk about that. Please. I promise I’ll try harder to give you more details.”

“Hmm. I don’t think you have it in you. you haven’t managed it until now. You know what? At least you can ask properly.”

“Properly?”

“Yes. Ask me properly, in detail, what you want of me.”

“Umm, Ok.”

As she was trying to phrase her request, I added, “Actually, you should be on ...

... your knees.”

“On my knees?”, the look of horror on her face was priceless.

“Yeah. So I’ll know you really mean what you’re asking for.”

Her face went through several expressions as she considered her options. It settled on determination and she slowly stood in front of me, before sinking to her knees.

It was a lovely moment. Hopefully one of many to come.

“Please, I want to masturbate tonight.”

I let her stew for a few seconds as she knelt before me, her gaze turned down to avoid meeting my eyes.

“Passable. Tonight you will stand in front of the mirror. You will drop your pants to your knees. You will raise your shirt above your tits. You will tweak both nipples until they are standing proud and then you will masturbate.”

Some of the tension left her body, a slight smile returning to her face and her hands brushed the sides of her body, as if preparing to caress her naked skin.

I stood up, called to my dog and left, leaving her on her knees. When I exited the park, she shook herself, as if awakening from a spell and quickly rose to her feet, glancing furtively around to make sure no one saw her.

“Well, how was your session yesterday?”

She tried to organize her thoughts. Probably trying to find ways to keep some dignity while giving me more pleasing de***********ions. Just when she finally turned to speak to me, I raised my finger to stop her and then pointed at the ground before me. She grimaced, glanced around, but then took a deep breath and ...