Dog park - Sex Stories

Dog park

... standing uncertainly by the bench we had sat on, looking at me with questions in her eyes that she was still too shy to voice. I only made small sideways twist of my head, indicating that she could follow me and then left the park without looking back.

She managed to catch up to me only when I entered my building but I could hear her hurried steps and her breathing for several seconds before that.

As she stood before me inside my apartment, her breathing had still not settled down and her lovely breasts rose and fell with each inhalation and exhalation.

“Last night, I didn’t really see anything. It was almost like listening to your de***********ions.” Not really. I didn’t see her pussy, but what went on her face during her masturbation session was fascinating. Still, no reason to make it easy for her.

“Your stories did not improve, but for your sake, I hope that your presentation can.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Get naked.”

She hesitated only briefly before removing her top and then her pants. She forgot to remove her shoes first, though, and so had to struggle to do so now with her tights entangled around her ankles. This set her naked tits, which were hanging under her, to jiggling, making her predicament all the more delectable for me.

She finished disrobing, set her clothes on one of the chairs and then returned to her position at the middle of the room. She did not know what to do with her hands and they were moving slightly, as if trying to ...

... cover her intimate areas but returning to her side as she remembered she was meant to be exposed.

“Now sit in front of me.”

“Good. Now lean back and spread your legs. Wider. Wide!”

Finally. She was on her back below me, leaning on her elbows with her legs wide apart. It didn’t look very comfortable but the view was magnificent. Her breasts were lying low on her chest and leaning a little to the side, but were still perky and nearly spherical. Her labia were now visible through a thin covering of hair but her insides were still hidden behind those lips. She was far from relaxed, but now the only appendages she could freely move were her feet, and her agitation was visible by the way she was twisting them and curling her toes.

“Wait here a second.” I went to my room and brought a large pillow. I stuffed it behind her back. This should free her hands to start working while allowing me to see her face.

“Better. But I still can’t see properly. Spread yourself.”

She had a puzzled expression on her face as she tried to increase the distance between her already widely spread legs.

“No. with your hands. Spread your pussy.”

She hesitantly placed her hands at the sides of her pussy and spread herself before me. Now she was definitely showing some pink, although even with the manual spreading her tightness only allowed a mere glimpse of her depth.

“Have you ever seen inside yourself?”

She shook her head.

“Wait.”

I had a small mirror I used when cutting ...