Downfall/Just enjoy the ride
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| - | Sexual arousal starts to build up in you. The stimulation you get is stronger than you would have expected. You slack off your legs as if your seating position is too exhausting to maintain. | + | Sexual arousal starts to build up in you. The stimulation you get is stronger than you would have expected. You slack off your legs as if your seating position is too exhausting to maintain. When you do so, your weight pushes you even harder against her thigh, which enhances your pleasure. It enhances your pleasure so much that you let caution go to the wind and don't put up any resistance with your legs anymore. What is just as arousing as the friction, if not even more, are the weird circumstances. Here you are, in a public place, rubbing your pussy over the leg of another woman, and as that wasn't enough, it is the leg of your mother. All this mixes into a guilty pleasure amalgam, and the thought alone makes your stomach grumble. You enjoy the feeling for several minutes, and you relax your arm as well so that there is no hindrance at all. |
Now, as enjoyable as the situation is, you are not in danger of getting off on Julianne's thigh. The stimulation is too infrequent. That is good. Guilty pleasure is one thing, but... that is another thing. Or is it? Can it be that your mother is distracted in a way that she would not notice what happens? Your hand is sliding over her thigh whenever your body moves back and forth. It is hardly imaginable that she doesn't notice it. Is that the permission for you to make the stimulation more regular? That is even harder to imagine. | Now, as enjoyable as the situation is, you are not in danger of getting off on Julianne's thigh. The stimulation is too infrequent. That is good. Guilty pleasure is one thing, but... that is another thing. Or is it? Can it be that your mother is distracted in a way that she would not notice what happens? Your hand is sliding over her thigh whenever your body moves back and forth. It is hardly imaginable that she doesn't notice it. Is that the permission for you to make the stimulation more regular? That is even harder to imagine. | ||
Revision as of 22:39, 20 April 2014
Sexual arousal starts to build up in you. The stimulation you get is stronger than you would have expected. You slack off your legs as if your seating position is too exhausting to maintain. When you do so, your weight pushes you even harder against her thigh, which enhances your pleasure. It enhances your pleasure so much that you let caution go to the wind and don't put up any resistance with your legs anymore. What is just as arousing as the friction, if not even more, are the weird circumstances. Here you are, in a public place, rubbing your pussy over the leg of another woman, and as that wasn't enough, it is the leg of your mother. All this mixes into a guilty pleasure amalgam, and the thought alone makes your stomach grumble. You enjoy the feeling for several minutes, and you relax your arm as well so that there is no hindrance at all.
Now, as enjoyable as the situation is, you are not in danger of getting off on Julianne's thigh. The stimulation is too infrequent. That is good. Guilty pleasure is one thing, but... that is another thing. Or is it? Can it be that your mother is distracted in a way that she would not notice what happens? Your hand is sliding over her thigh whenever your body moves back and forth. It is hardly imaginable that she doesn't notice it. Is that the permission for you to make the stimulation more regular? That is even harder to imagine.
