But I really wasn't peeking, I swear! - Sex Stories

But I really wasn't peeking, I swear!

... laughed. “Don't stop, please,” I begged. He didn't. I came about ten times, I think, before I pushed his arm away. “How was that?” “Good, so good.” “Say thank you.” “Thank you.” “I can give it to you, or I can put it right here.” There was a little drawer under the coffee table. “You'll do it again?” I asked. “If you want.” “Please?” “Every night?” “Please?” I begged. “I'd like that,” he said. “Thank you.” He let me slid off his lap. His penis was big and hard already, sticking straight up, when he stood up in front of me and opened his robe. “Do you want to see again?” “Please,” I said. “I don't want get caught peeking in guys windows.” But I really did want to watch him do it. I didn't object when he pulled my nightie up and over my body. He'd seen between my legs already. I hadn't had a chance to put my undies back on, so I was naked. I sat on the coffee table again, my bare butt on the cool wood. “You can watch again, like last time, or maybe you can help me?” I reached out and squeezed it and stroked it. “Do you want me to suck it?” I asked. “You know about that?” “Mom told me.” “Would you?” I nodded. I kind of wanted to. I leaned over and kissed the tip and the cute little hole. “Just go slow, cover your teeth with your lips.” I did like he said. “Can we, you know, always?” I asked. “If you want.” I nodded. I did want to. I took the crown in my mouth and sucked it. “Use your tongue, lick it with your tongue, but in your mouth.” I did it. He touched the back of my head lightly started to guide me to rock my head back and forth, so that the head of his warm penis slid in and out of my mouth. I closed my eyes. I know it might seem weird, but I felt happy, even before whispered, “You can stay as long as you want.”