Sitting On Lap Story Novels & Stories

“This thigh hurts. Maybe sit on my lap,” I stood up and he adjusted his legs, spreading them open, then he gestured for me to sit again. I sat. But then my ass didn't meet his lap. It met his cock. My eyes widened. I gasped and turned my face to him. I didn't stand up. “That's your…cock, not your lap," "I know, just move on it. It feels so good,” he held my waist and whined it on him. I didn't resist. Didn't push him away. I didn't even force myself up from his cock.

he asks with so much pain and sincerity wrapped together that I can't help but feel like a piece of shit. I stand on my tippy toes and grab a book from the top shelf before turning around. "Sit!" I say pointing to his bed. He looks at me funny but he listens. I'd take Seth's advice and pray that sitting in his lap would be enough to get him through what I'm about to tell him. I put the book on the side table beside the bed and crawl into his lap. His entire body relaxes as his face dips into my hair and then my neck, scenting me.

I peel one eye open. The blue sky comes into view first, the roof is next, then a mop of brown hair with the owner squinting at me with worry etched on his face. I sit up slowly, hands stretched out to steady myself in case I fall again. I don’t fall because I am on something firm. I look down, I’m seated. I’m seated on a guy’s lap. As if reading my thoughts, his hand snakes around my waist to keep me down. “What are you doing?” I whisper-yell but the sound is drowned by the stadium. They are cheering too loud. “Let... Let go of me.”

Aiden asks. I nod my head, my eyes meeting his gaze. I am sitting on his lap, turned towards him. I shift a little on his lap, trying to find a comfortable position to sit when I hit a hard lump. My eyes widen, realizing what I've just sat on. His dìck. I am taken aback by how hard he is. Is this because of the make out session we just had? Why would he place me on his lap knowing he has a boner right now?

She brought a few papers and vessa to me, along with a chair and table. "We only have one chair," She said, looking at Ril. Is this like revenge or something? "It's fine," He said and sat down on the chair she brought and pulled me to his lap. "Now leave," He said, and obite couldn't say anything much but leave. [Ril, this is uncomfortable] Sitting together is fine, but sitting on the lap is kind of --- I can't exactly put my words on it. "Be quiet and draw" He said, and obviously his hands are not touching me. It's like sitting on a chair, but a soft chair.

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

Where am I supposed to sit, On his lap? I scooted closer to him and leaned forward but this evil man laid back on the bench. I bit on my lip and looked at him confused. "I don't have whole day, do it" He said. Is he fucking kidding me. Where am I supposed to sit? I went closer almost an inch away from sitting on his lap. He grabbed my arm and jerked me forward which made me fall on his lap. I took a deep breath. Fine, let's do it quickly and get over with it. I sat on his lap comfortably and rubbed cream on palm and started rubbing it on his chest.

"Now you are going to sit here on my lap." "What if I don't want to sit on your lap?" I ask, challengingly. Jace smirks, leaving one hand behind my back, settled on my waist and his other hand on my thigh. "Fine, then you can sit on Austin's lap. One way or another you are sitting over here with us though. On one of our laps." I laugh and Austin smiles at me. "Fine, but if I get to heavy or something just let me know and I will stand up."

As he said this statement, I felt my body floating and the next thing I knew, I am already sitting at his lap. That made me flustered. I have never experienced sittimg on a guy's lap even on my past life. After all, although I had a relationship before, it wasn't this intimate. Maybe because.both of us are too focused on what we're supposed to do like work. "How about it? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" He asked as he smile teasingly. Since we're too near with each other, I can also feel his brea5he and every movement "w-what? Why did you suddenly put me in your lap? What if a servant suddenky enters? If dad hears this, you might really get killed for real"

, I tell her and shift uncomfortably in the chair. “It’s not the first time they’ve seen me in your lap”, she tells me as she wraps her arms around my neck and lays her head on my chest. I give in and wrap my arms around her too. “Why is it okay for me to sit in Spin’s lap and not in your lap? It’s the same thing, Jonny”!