She Sat On My Lap Novels & Stories

she said, and my heart raced. The first thing I thought was that she was tired of me. I sat on the bed, and before I could move to get up, she sat on my lap. That was good; she wanted to go back home, but she was still staying close to me. She had loosened up more, was more uninhibited, and touched me more spontaneously. It was always like this when we talked, with her sitting on my lap, and it felt so good. I wrapped my arms around her waist and looked at her beautiful face.

On the other side, he lay down on his back. "Come here," he gestured to her, inviting her near. She scooted closer on the bed. "I want you to sit on my lap," he said, and she looked at him with widened eyes, feeling a bit nervous. "You... You want me to do what?" she stammered. "You heard me, sweetheart," he said, tugging her leg playfully and making her straddle him. Holding her waist, he lifted her slightly, allowing her to sit on his lap.

Instead of sitting back down in her own seat, she boldly sat on her father's lap, dripping water all over the place, and him. "Hey! You're soaking wet," he complained, not really wanting her to get up. She hadn't sat in his lap in years, and there weren't many things he loved more than that. "Awww, but you're already wearing your suit. Besides, you're my dad. Who else's lap am I supposed to sit on?" "No one's. I hope."

She got her point across pretty quickly. I reached her before she’d taken two steps. “Hey.” She looked up at me. “Come over here with me.” For a moment she hesitated before slipping her hand into mine. “It’s alright.” I gently led her across the office toward my desk. Instead of taking the chair behind it, I sat down first before guiding her onto my lap. She settled against me without protest, resting one arm across my shoulders while I instinctively placed my hand against the back of her head, slowly rubbing small circles through her hair.

As I looked down at her she suddenly plead, "Honey, I'm cold. Would it be ok if I sat on your lap to stay warm while we watch tv?" Seeing no issue with that and now remembering that she didn't have on any panties, I readily said yes. Mom stood up and I got a quick glimpse of her shaved and very wet pussy as her dress had bunched up briefly. I repositioned myself and patted my lap indicating she could have a seat. Mom slowly sat on my lap and adjusted herself to get comfortable. She then wrapped my arms around her waist and relaxed back into me. I placed a quick kiss to her neck and continued to browse the selections.

I sat on his lap and rubbed him lustfully. 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯

she said "woahh cute" I said "this is the first place where I came to picnic with my family" she smiled I replied "it is the last too" she looked at me in shock I just simply looking at the blank sky she pulled my sleeve I looked at her she tapped on her lap to lay I rested my head on her lap she caressed my hair she said "my mom told sleeping on someone's lap will heal our pain and ease the stress" I hummed and closed my eyes to my surprise I'm able to sleep peacefully

Does she hear what my mind is saying and she seem to know that I was talking about her? My butt squished all the way back into my seat when she brought herself onto my lap. My eyes landed on her cleavage causing me to gulp down. I also looked down at her lifting the hem of her long grown up to her tight for her could ride on my lap without tearing it. That made me uneasy. My heart beat was not normal anymore. I'm also doubting its quick rating. Surprise and excitement were mixed together and as she placed her ass on my lap, I looked into her eyes now, full of desire. I asked, "W-What are you doing?"

Her lessons haven't started yet, we were planning on this upcoming week along with training. "Would you like to learn some things?" She nods, pushing herself up. I help her up so she doesn't fall or hurt me. She may be small but I'm not risking my balls. I lead her over to the desk, sitting down in the large padded chair. Though there's a chair on the opposite side of the desk I could pull over, I instead pull her to my lap. That beautiful blush begins to cover her neck. I resist the urge to nuzzle her and nip at her skin.

I’ve been thinking about it since last night, and while we’re here, together and alone, I think it’s time. I lean against the tree and pat my leg. “Come sit with me?” I ask. I’ve been touching her all night and now with her sitting away from me, the space around me feels unpleasantly empty. She moves over to me, ready to sit beside me, but I grab her by the waist and turn her, sitting her in my lap, so she’s facing me. I want to see her face and have her see mine for this conversation. She yelps a bit when she settles in my lap. I’m guessing she’s never been in a situation where she’s straddled a man that she wasn’t pinning to the ground in training.