1. What Have I Done


    Date: 12/18/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Teen, Author: vektor, Rating: 90.4, Source: sexstories.com

    myself in the world of admiration, clad only in a black lace push-up bra and matching panties. My boxers were getting tighter by the minute. I sat there not moving or saying a word, completely fascinated by the nearly naked, sexy lady standing within arms reach in front of me. "Are you alive?," She finally asked, while waving her hand in front of my eyes to get my attention. "How can one not be alive when something so beautiful is standing in front of me?," I said while still admiring her body. "Hahaha...well now I want to see yours," She said, as she sat back down on the bed. "I think that’s not such a good idea," I quickly replied. "And why not?," She demanded in somewhat of an angry voice. “I have shown you mine, so don’t you think that it is only fair that you return the favor?” "I don’t know about being fair, but my body is not as perfect as yours." I said, hoping to distract her. I was fairly sure that she really wasn’t angry with me. I guess that I didn’t know her that well if I thought I’d be able to distract her from wanting to see me naked. She was determined and insisted on me stripping also. "Nice try my boy but not good enough! Show me... Now!," She said in a firm demanding voice. "Ok…Ok, if you insist. I hope that you won’t be too disappointed in what you see.” I got up and stood in front of her. I took hold of the bottom of my shirt and slowly pulled it up over my head. Tossing it over the back of the chair I had been sitting on, I started to sit back down. ...
    “Hey! What do you think you are doing? Off with those pants too. I want to see all of you.” “Isn’t that enough? “Nope, it isn’t. Now quit stalling and get them off.” I had hoped that she would be satisfied with seeing me with just my shirt off, because I’d been trying hard to hide the fact that my rod was now standing at attention ever since she had stripped. She didn’t seem to be willing to let me quit and I couldn’t think of any way to get out of what was fast turning into an embarrassing situation. I didn’t want to reveal the fact that I was turned on by seeing her dressed the way she was. I’d never been around her enough to learn just how stubborn and persistent she could be when she wanted something. Taking a deep breath to try to calm myself, I undid my jeans. Hooking my thumbs inside the waistband, I pushed them down until they fell around my feet. Stepping out of them I kicked them aside. There I was, standing in front of her wearing only my shorts. What was I supposed to do now? I could feel my face starting to get warm. It didn’t help any by her sitting there staring at me, her eyes had followed every movement my hands had made. My shorts were stretched tight and peaked up like Mount Everest. I was trying hard to make sure my erection stayed in my boxers. I knew that I’d die if it happened to escape and poke out the front of my boxers. I had a bit of a fat one, but it was probably of average length. "Oh my! You do have a sexy body. You just wait until some girl gets ...