Risky is better and Kimmy is oblivious
My friend Kimmy came over to pick some stuff up. She's got a great ass: Big but shapely, soft yet firm. The kind of ass made for butt-fucking. Any other time (as anyone that has read my other stories can tell you) that's exactly where this story would be going, but not this time. Trust me, you DON'T want to fuck her. She is crazy, needy, and is still stalking her ex like two years after they broke up. I usually beat my dick dry before I see just on the off-chance my brain stops functioning I still won't be able to do her.
I try to be a good friend but she will complain about the same things over and over. She has had her fair share of bad luck for sure, but nearly all of her problems are of her own making. She will give you the same story and ask my opinion and want my advice. But then she will never take my advice, end up in the same situation, and then begin the cycle again. It's like if she doesn't like the advice she will keep asking as though she can get a different answer.
I was at the kitchen table with my laptop, working from home. She was sitting across from me rambling on. I felt like I as being impolite by not giving her my whole attention. But I had heard everything she had to say and said everything I had to say on the topic like that Groundhog's Day movie. So at this point it was less of a conversation and more like therapy for her. I sat listening, occasionally nodding or saying "yeah".
I finished my work and thought about closing my laptop. I hadn't taken care of myself today and there was no way Kimmy could see the screen unless she stood up. I smirked a bit then hit the mute button on my laptop. I closed the work files and opened up the internet and found a nice bukkake movie. I didn't want her to see me watching porn, but if she did I wanted to make sure it was some real hardcore shit. Is that weird? It just seems to me if your gonna get caught, why get busted over missionary?
At first I just watched for a while. The endless parade of hussies silently mouthing their pleads for and the men obeying and covering their gorgeous faces with inhuman loads of cum. My cock started to get hard. My shorts where pretty thin. If Kim had to look under the table, she would probably notice my bulge. I dropped my arms to the side, mt hands disappearing under the table. Then, carefully, one touched the outside of my pants. I just left it there for a moment, then began moving my hand slightly.
Kimmy was still in the middle of her monologue and I knew this could go on for a while. My hand was now stroking, but I tried no to move my arm too much. I solved this issue by moving a roll of paper towel directly in front of my arm. She didn't question it. With her still oblivious, I went to the next step: I carefully undid my pants and slid my hand inside. I put on a new movie (also a bukkake one; I knew anal would make me want her ass too much) and began jerking full on. With the roll in front of my arm and my hand under the table, she was clueless. If anyone else was anywhere in the room or the next or if she stood up or leaned over, it would be super obvious what was going on.
I decided to go further. I crossed my legs in a figure 4 using my foot to pull why shirt way out over my lap. With the new cover, I pulled my big cock out of my pants entirely. You'd think all the moving around would tip her off, but it doesn't. After a couple strokes I say fuck it and put my foot back down and let my shirt back into place. Now my dick is literally out in the open. I mused that if someone came up to the bay window, they would totally see my cock even though Kimmy 2 feet away couldn't. I was full on stroking my throbbing cock now. Kimmy was still talking and so oblivious that I wondered if i stood up and shot my cum all over her face if she would finally shut up or just keep rambling on.
Finally, i closed the laptop, held it out and stood up behind it. She could was looking at the laptop STILL with no idea that my erect penis is just on the other side, out in the open. I hold it in from of me as I go grab clean laundry. I come back carrying the laundry basket in front of my, my cock still hard and out right behind it. I make my say to the living room couch, deliberately dropping a wash cloth on my way. Kimmy stands and follows me into the living room. Still rambling on about her job and ex she doesn't notice my cock when I sit down.
"Can you please grab that for me?" I ask pointing to the wash cloth. As I anticipated, she turns around and bends all the way over giving me a great look at her perfect ass. I stroke off to it all the way on her way down and then back up. It takes almost 3 full seconds to pick it up. I almost wonder if she was doing it on purpose. As she turns around, I throw a towel on my lap. She is standing and continues to talk. I engage her in conversation, making eye contact. I now pick up and start folding the towel. There is no more table or anything. My eye contact is the only thing keeping her from seeing my cock.
I give myself a few jerks (not for long, even Kimmy has limits to how un-observational she is) the pick up the next towel and hold it in front of me. Once I have her eye contact again, I start folding revealing my cock. Once completely folded, 3-4 tugs and next towel. I wonder if i can cum without her noticing. I hatch half-baked idea like grabbing lotion and pretending to squirt it into my hand where i cum instead and seeing if i can convince her to rub some on her face. Or maybe have her sit down and put the laundry basket in between us and get off on the other side of it. Or maybe have her sit down on my cock and just blow my load into her asshole where it belongs.
If she did catch me what's the worse that could happen? She'd stop talking to me? That'd be nice lol. The more I think about it, the more i would have to cum in her mouth. Anal or a facial wouldn't stop her from talking.
I'm almost about to casually ask her if I can go ass-to-mouth on her (as mundanely as if you'd asked someone to help you move) when she finishes talking. She was to get going. I say good bye and as she makes her way to the door, I jerk off to her ass and to all the naughty thoughts I have. I cum before she reaches the door. She turns back and says one more thing as she's leaving. But even with my cock out and cum all over it and my legs, she still doesn't look down.
I try to be a good friend but she will complain about the same things over and over. She has had her fair share of bad luck for sure, but nearly all of her problems are of her own making. She will give you the same story and ask my opinion and want my advice. But then she will never take my advice, end up in the same situation, and then begin the cycle again. It's like if she doesn't like the advice she will keep asking as though she can get a different answer.
I was at the kitchen table with my laptop, working from home. She was sitting across from me rambling on. I felt like I as being impolite by not giving her my whole attention. But I had heard everything she had to say and said everything I had to say on the topic like that Groundhog's Day movie. So at this point it was less of a conversation and more like therapy for her. I sat listening, occasionally nodding or saying "yeah".
I finished my work and thought about closing my laptop. I hadn't taken care of myself today and there was no way Kimmy could see the screen unless she stood up. I smirked a bit then hit the mute button on my laptop. I closed the work files and opened up the internet and found a nice bukkake movie. I didn't want her to see me watching porn, but if she did I wanted to make sure it was some real hardcore shit. Is that weird? It just seems to me if your gonna get caught, why get busted over missionary?
At first I just watched for a while. The endless parade of hussies silently mouthing their pleads for and the men obeying and covering their gorgeous faces with inhuman loads of cum. My cock started to get hard. My shorts where pretty thin. If Kim had to look under the table, she would probably notice my bulge. I dropped my arms to the side, mt hands disappearing under the table. Then, carefully, one touched the outside of my pants. I just left it there for a moment, then began moving my hand slightly.
Kimmy was still in the middle of her monologue and I knew this could go on for a while. My hand was now stroking, but I tried no to move my arm too much. I solved this issue by moving a roll of paper towel directly in front of my arm. She didn't question it. With her still oblivious, I went to the next step: I carefully undid my pants and slid my hand inside. I put on a new movie (also a bukkake one; I knew anal would make me want her ass too much) and began jerking full on. With the roll in front of my arm and my hand under the table, she was clueless. If anyone else was anywhere in the room or the next or if she stood up or leaned over, it would be super obvious what was going on.
I decided to go further. I crossed my legs in a figure 4 using my foot to pull why shirt way out over my lap. With the new cover, I pulled my big cock out of my pants entirely. You'd think all the moving around would tip her off, but it doesn't. After a couple strokes I say fuck it and put my foot back down and let my shirt back into place. Now my dick is literally out in the open. I mused that if someone came up to the bay window, they would totally see my cock even though Kimmy 2 feet away couldn't. I was full on stroking my throbbing cock now. Kimmy was still talking and so oblivious that I wondered if i stood up and shot my cum all over her face if she would finally shut up or just keep rambling on.
Finally, i closed the laptop, held it out and stood up behind it. She could was looking at the laptop STILL with no idea that my erect penis is just on the other side, out in the open. I hold it in from of me as I go grab clean laundry. I come back carrying the laundry basket in front of my, my cock still hard and out right behind it. I make my say to the living room couch, deliberately dropping a wash cloth on my way. Kimmy stands and follows me into the living room. Still rambling on about her job and ex she doesn't notice my cock when I sit down.
"Can you please grab that for me?" I ask pointing to the wash cloth. As I anticipated, she turns around and bends all the way over giving me a great look at her perfect ass. I stroke off to it all the way on her way down and then back up. It takes almost 3 full seconds to pick it up. I almost wonder if she was doing it on purpose. As she turns around, I throw a towel on my lap. She is standing and continues to talk. I engage her in conversation, making eye contact. I now pick up and start folding the towel. There is no more table or anything. My eye contact is the only thing keeping her from seeing my cock.
I give myself a few jerks (not for long, even Kimmy has limits to how un-observational she is) the pick up the next towel and hold it in front of me. Once I have her eye contact again, I start folding revealing my cock. Once completely folded, 3-4 tugs and next towel. I wonder if i can cum without her noticing. I hatch half-baked idea like grabbing lotion and pretending to squirt it into my hand where i cum instead and seeing if i can convince her to rub some on her face. Or maybe have her sit down and put the laundry basket in between us and get off on the other side of it. Or maybe have her sit down on my cock and just blow my load into her asshole where it belongs.
If she did catch me what's the worse that could happen? She'd stop talking to me? That'd be nice lol. The more I think about it, the more i would have to cum in her mouth. Anal or a facial wouldn't stop her from talking.
I'm almost about to casually ask her if I can go ass-to-mouth on her (as mundanely as if you'd asked someone to help you move) when she finishes talking. She was to get going. I say good bye and as she makes her way to the door, I jerk off to her ass and to all the naughty thoughts I have. I cum before she reaches the door. She turns back and says one more thing as she's leaving. But even with my cock out and cum all over it and my legs, she still doesn't look down.
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