Sitting On Lap Story Novels & Stories

She stands up, but I pull her back down and set her on my lap. "I think you must have been a chair in your past life with how much you like me to sit in your lap." She wraps her arms around my neck. I grin, "If it's this ass sitting in me, I'll be your chair any day." I take a handful of her butt I have been dying to touch all day.

Wade walked over to it and set it right before he sat down in it and patted his lap for me to sit on him. I wasn't too sure if the chair was steady but I wouldn't miss the opportunity to sit on this handsome man's lap so I didn't think twice. I sat on his lap, my heart going a hundred miles a minute when he wrapped his arms around my torso and placed his head on my chest.

“Come here.” I walked into the room slowly. My short skirt suddenly felt too short. He sat on the edge of my bed, knees apart. “Over my lap,” he said. I hesitated, my face already burning. “Like this? With the skirt on?” “Yes. Skirt stays. You will count every smack. If you miss a number, we start again from the beginning.” I lowered myself across his lap, my stomach pressing against his legs. There was something uncomfortable yet hot about this position.

” Jasper gathered me in his arms and stroked my hair as I tried to get my emotions under control. “No! No, I love it, I’m just a little emotional, that’s it.” I hiccupped, taking a step back s he could see the smile on my face as proof. “Okay, let’s sit down then.” Jasper took a seat on the blanket and before I could do the same, he pulled me into his lap, sending me a wicked smile when I gasped. A memory of the day I fell into his lap while watching Harry Potter floated to the top of my mind.

"Come sit with me." I followed him. He sat down and I stood beside him. But the room was too crowded and there was nowhere else to sit because people were packed onto every surface. He glanced around, then looked at me. "Here," he said. "Sit on my lap." I blinked. "Excuse me?" "There's no other seat, just for a minute." I should have said no, I should have laughed it off. I should have found somewhere else to stand. But I didn't.

Good thing the seat is long and we don’t have to squish each other. I was about to sit but quickly stand when I touched something that I am certain was not a seat. “S-Sorry, sir…” I said when I realized I sat on his lap. I want to slap myself out of embarrassment, but Sir Gleck just shrug and chuckled. “It’s fine. You can sit here if you want,” he said and tapped his lap. I awkwardly smile and immediately sit on the vacant seat beside him. “You don’t want to? Okay,” he said and shrugged.

"Well, do the honors." Rolling my eyes, I chuckled and did an indian sit on the bed. "Come on, seat comfortably. It's going to be a really long story." They sat properly while Adam remained on his back, rubbing my back. "Ready?" They nodded. "Alright, it all started when I was waiting for your uncle Andy..." And then the story goes... The End ♥

He seems tense but he manages to compose himself. “What?” He chuckled, obviously nervous, “Its only you and me. No one else.” I felt butterflies in my stomach and I felt like my face is on fire. I couldn't prevent myself from smiling and I would be a liar if I won't sit on his lap. My instinct wanted me to feel his warm body. I bite my lower lip as I carefully sat on his lap. I'm kind of shaking but I'll deal with it. He was grinning from ear to ear, showing his white shiny teeth. He pulled me in and my body rested on his chest. My body is getting warm like I had a fever. It’s something new to me and I love it.

"Don't do that. It wasn't that big a deal, really." "Ok. I'd still like to hear it, if you don't mind afterwards. But if not, that's Ok too." She put her hand on mine and nodded. "We'll see. Now start at the beginning." I explained how much tighter the seating was in back, and how we were boxed in. "Remember how bumpy the road was? We were being bounced around like throw toys." "How exactly were you seated?" she asked. She almost leaped out of her skin, when I pulled her back over onto my lap. "We were like this, but her legs were outside of mine, otherwise she'd slide down between my legs."

After watching me for a short while, he pushed his chair backwards and tapped on his thigh. I gave him a questioning look. “Come,” he said simply, his eyes never leaving mine. This was it, I thought, trying to steady my breathing. I had agreed to this, fantasized about way worse several times in the past, yet my heart was beating so fast at the thought of sitting on his lap, that I thought it would explode out of my chest. Nevertheless, I stood up and walked around the table to him. I wanted to sit normally, facing away from him but he spun me somehow, placing me strategically until I was straddling him. It felt weird to have my legs wrapped around him and our faces so close together, but I