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It was one of those moments where you know you should take a step backwards but instead you take a step forward..
I was sitting on the edge of my bed. Sliding my hand up my dick with a consistently slow rhythm with an over hand grip. Two hands, the first hand gripping behind the glans…almost pulling my erection. With my other hand he grips at the base … strokes forward up the shaft. When the hand on the shaft meets the hand at the glans, I would releases its grip and returns the second hand to the base.. Occasionally changing hands…
It was the strangest masturbation ritual she had ever seen…She stood in the a hall, quickly Looking back over her shoulder with nervous anticipation expecting her friend to walk up behind her, the last thing she needs is my sister seeing her watching me. As she turned to look back her boob bumps the door, the door swings forward with a creek…we both are startled…
I jump to my feet. Awkward takes over her body. She blurts “got cock?” Standing there with my dick in hand, My tongue stumbles not able to form words ahh and umms as I grapples with the fact there is a hot girl in my room staring at my junk, not just a hot girl, the girl I find myself dreaming about at night…The awkward silence prompts her to babble .”Got cock, You know like got milk ..
You’re squeezing your dick like you are milking a cow.. Are you making a milkshake…I like milkshakes… a bit of a pause… … …. …. ….. …. …. ……
I am stunned still frozen watching her nervous body language.. She is flustering herself… “I guess you wouldn’t be the milkshake, I would be wouldn’t I! You would be more like the straw!!.. A bendy straw by the looks of it!!!.. She realizes what just came out of her mouth , that she had advanced from the door towards me in her blind ramble and now finds herself in my personal space. Suddenly she goes very shy and quiet. Her lips firmly closed she bites on them to stop anymore more words escaping…we stand and stare at each other, time evaporating around us.
Silence is broken by my sisters voice raising through the ceiling, calling out. My eyes go wide. The girl makes a very quick turn and bolts for the door. Tripping on my boxer and jeans laying on the floor her feet become entangled for a moment..For a split second it looks like she might end up face down ass up on the floor.
The door slams behind her as she makes it back out to safety…Chuckling to myself and try to continue my workout, but my erection is now rock hard, adrenaline is bustling through my core… ..I can’t get my erection back down to continue my routine…every sense in my body wants to release… release all over her….
to be continued.....
I was sitting on the edge of my bed. Sliding my hand up my dick with a consistently slow rhythm with an over hand grip. Two hands, the first hand gripping behind the glans…almost pulling my erection. With my other hand he grips at the base … strokes forward up the shaft. When the hand on the shaft meets the hand at the glans, I would releases its grip and returns the second hand to the base.. Occasionally changing hands…
It was the strangest masturbation ritual she had ever seen…She stood in the a hall, quickly Looking back over her shoulder with nervous anticipation expecting her friend to walk up behind her, the last thing she needs is my sister seeing her watching me. As she turned to look back her boob bumps the door, the door swings forward with a creek…we both are startled…
I jump to my feet. Awkward takes over her body. She blurts “got cock?” Standing there with my dick in hand, My tongue stumbles not able to form words ahh and umms as I grapples with the fact there is a hot girl in my room staring at my junk, not just a hot girl, the girl I find myself dreaming about at night…The awkward silence prompts her to babble .”Got cock, You know like got milk ..
You’re squeezing your dick like you are milking a cow.. Are you making a milkshake…I like milkshakes… a bit of a pause… … …. …. ….. …. …. ……
I am stunned still frozen watching her nervous body language.. She is flustering herself… “I guess you wouldn’t be the milkshake, I would be wouldn’t I! You would be more like the straw!!.. A bendy straw by the looks of it!!!.. She realizes what just came out of her mouth , that she had advanced from the door towards me in her blind ramble and now finds herself in my personal space. Suddenly she goes very shy and quiet. Her lips firmly closed she bites on them to stop anymore more words escaping…we stand and stare at each other, time evaporating around us.
Silence is broken by my sisters voice raising through the ceiling, calling out. My eyes go wide. The girl makes a very quick turn and bolts for the door. Tripping on my boxer and jeans laying on the floor her feet become entangled for a moment..For a split second it looks like she might end up face down ass up on the floor.
The door slams behind her as she makes it back out to safety…Chuckling to myself and try to continue my workout, but my erection is now rock hard, adrenaline is bustling through my core… ..I can’t get my erection back down to continue my routine…every sense in my body wants to release… release all over her….
to be continued.....
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