1. Caught in the Act


    Date: 5/27/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Masturbation, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com

    “C’mon.” His patient amusement only made the situation that much worse. Why couldn’t she be the mature one here? Chair legs scraped against tile then his hand wrapped around her upper arm. He tugged her reluctantly into a standing position. Knowing he wanted to talk about it rather than eat his dinner made her realise just how determined he was to fix this problem. She tilted her head to stare up at him, blown away by the jolt of awareness she experienced whenever she looked into his eyes. “Why does it bother you so much?” he asked. His brows pulled together as he studied her. “Is it really that hard to understand? You saw me with my hand in my panties, Lincoln. You saw my boobs, too.” She turned her head and stared out the window, wishing she could be anywhere other than here… with him… talking about the first place holder on her list of embarrassing moments. “One boob,” he corrected. “A very… very nice one.” Her eyes flicked back to his to check whether he was making fun of her but his compliment appeared to be sincere. “Thank you,” she said. “No, thank you.” A reluctant smile appeared. She should have talked about it with him when it actually happened instead of leaving it to him to address the issue. It would have been a lot simpler. Still… “It just feels like I’m at a disadvantage. You saw me during a private moment and it's obvious you still think it's funny. I don’t like you having that over me.” His mouth turned up at one corner. “You want me to jerk off in front of ...
    you to make things even?” Her stomach fluttered at the thought. Anna knew he was joking to lighten the mood but when she opened her mouth to speak the word that wanted to come out was yes. “Umm…” She sent him a tentative smile. He let out a laughing breath. “Ahh… I can’t believe it. You actually want me to jerk off in front of you.” Now that he’d brought up the idea Anna kept her eyes on him and her mouth shut, waiting him out. She refused to get herself in any deeper without some indication that he felt even a tiny portion of the attraction that tormented her on a daily basis. He watched her and the humour slowly slipped from his expression. The silence stretched on and the strain between them grew until it eventually became unbearable. His gaze dropped to her breasts as they lifted and fell beneath her t-shirt. When his eyes met hers again the intensity in them left her stunned. “If we’re doing this I’ll need some inspiration.” Her breathing shallowed and her pulse raced. “Like… what?” She could barely get the words out. “Use your imagination.” He grabbed her wrist and led her into the living room where a chocolate brown floor rug and two oversized leather couches filled most of the space. He took her over to the coffee table and urged her to sit on the edge. Lincoln positioned himself on the couch opposite her and relaxed against the back. When his attention returned to her his brows lifted. “When this is over so is all the awkwardness between us. I want the old Anna back.” ...
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