Dog park - Sex Stories

Dog park

... stood up and left.

I wondered what she will tell me as I approached the dog park late the next evening. I mean, be naked on your knees and imagine someone watching. Oh, who can that watcher be? But knowing her shyness and timidity, I was curious if she will be able to tell me that. Or perhaps she was so repressed that she was not fully aware of such thoughts?

“So, I took of my clothes and I knelt on the carpet. I could see myself in the mirror, but it was not very comfortable. It was a little hard for my hand to reach and my knees and back hurt a little by the end.”

“And what did you think about?”

“I really tried. Like you said. But I just couldn’t. It was so weird, being naked, being on my knees.”

I sighed heavily. “How can someone finish school with such poor de***********ive abilities? Don’t you know any complex words? Don’t you read books? Don’t you have any imagination?”

Her head hung low. Her kneeling position before me replicating the position she had in her story. Just with a few more clothes. Not for long, if I had anything to say about it.

This tableau held for several long moments until finally, she raised her head.

“So, umm, what will I do tonight?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe cuddle with a good book?”

She looked stricken when she realized I was going to make it even harder on her.

“Please, I want to masturbate.”

“Well, if you can’t tell, then you’ll have to show. So, show me your tits.”

She must have realized something like ...

... this was coming so she only hesitated briefly before quickly glancing around, drawing a deep breath and then reaching for the bottom of her top. She held that pose and glanced at me again, looking for reprieve. I returned her gaze and kept my face still and so she sighed and pulled her top up, her tits at first squishing up and then falling and jiggling when they were freed. She kept her hands on the hem of her top and her gaze on my face, waiting for a sign that she could lower her top and hide her tits again.

Dream on baby. I had no intention of letting these marvelous orbs out of my sight any time soon.

“Now pinch your nipples.”

They were quite erect and prominent. Probably a combination of fear, excitement and the cool evening air. It was still a very good excuse to prolong her exposure. And to see her playing with her tits.

She resignedly removed her hands from the top and transferred them to her nipples, gently pinching and twisting them. I guess she did get some practice with that in recent days.

“Tonight you will be on all fours with your back towards the mirror. This way, you can look back over your shoulder and see your ass and pussy in the mirror.”

I think I saw her leaning a little forward at my de***********ion, her fingers pressing just a little harder on her buds. She kept her motions, apparently in a daze, and I sat quietly and watched, and oh, what a lovely view it was. Her small hands cupping her large tits and her dainty fingers playing with ...