Cosquillas en el sofá

Finally... the table cleared, the kitchen tidied up.... everything is perfect and nobody will say that we have to do this or that. It's about time I had my relaxation time, as usual you're going to your room to take a nap. I'm the king of the living room, the sofa for me alone, my air conditioning, my TV, and my remote control. This is pure glory, I think.

Too soon have I celebrated victory, it hasn't been five minutes since the door to your room opened and I see you approaching the sofa with a corner of my eye.

-It's too hot in my room, I'm coming here with you where the air is on. Come on, make some space for me because you're taking up too much room.

-Jesus Christ, Lola, don't leave me alone for five minutes. I say this while sighing and moving to the far end of the sofa, and you throw yourself down making yourself at home despite your small body. -Make yourself comfortable if you like.

-Come on, don't complain, if you like having company. What a drag you're putting up with, come on, let me change it.

-This is getting ridiculous, no, I'm not seeing this.

-Jesus... if you're sure you're going to stay there watching, vaaaa come on and let me change it.

-Of course, Dolores, and if you like it too, I'll give the lady a massage.

-Well, but look, since you mention it, make me tickle my legs. And you say this while lying down on the sofa, resting your head at the other end and putting your small feet on my legs. You love having me tickle you. I always beg for mercy, although I like doing it to you too.

-That's enough abuse, Dolores - I know you hate being called that.

-Don't call me that - lifting a foot and pretending to hit my groin... I instinctively shrink away.

-I give up my protests and pretend to pay attention to the stupid program you've put on TV while starting to tickle you without showing too much interest.

-That way, not bad, do it well, you know how- your left foot rests directly on my pubic area and I start to tickle you, this time yes like it pleases you, barely rubbing your skin with the tips of my fingers and with very slow movements. I start to slide my fingers over the ball of your foot and up very slowly and gently along your ankle and leg until I reach your knee and then back down to your foot, my hand describes the same path again and again... That short and loose panty you're wearing is so short and loose that it barely covers anything in this position and I can see most of your panties. You're precious, you're precious... this time the tips of my fingers go up beyond your knees reaching halfway down your thigh to then come back down as if doing it distractedly. I can't help but feel a certain excitement... Damn, my cock starts to wake up under the weight of your foot. I look at your face, you have your eyes closed. Are you asleep or just closing them? I bet on the latter. My right hand keeps going up and down along your legs, getting deeper into your thigh each time, going up your leg and back down the inside of your thigh again and again. My cock is getting harder under your foot, I'm sure you can't help but notice it, my heart beats strongly... I decide to contract my muscles to inflict a certain movement on my penis so that you can feel without a doubt what its state is and see your reaction. You have to feel it, I'm sure, but you don't move a hair. My hand reaches higher and higher up your thigh until the limit of your panty that's powerless in hiding your panties. Then I go back down the inside of your thighs until your knee but I don't go any further... I prefer to go back up. What was initially just the light touch of my fingers has already become the entirety of my hand caressing you. Then you move, flexing your knee slightly and separating your legs a little more while adjusting yourself in different form your foot in my crotch. Now your heel is supported at the base while the sole of your foot remains in contact with the rest of my cock separated from each other only by the short pants that keep it in its enclosure.

My heart beats more strongly, my hand already slips under that pant and my fingers brush against the edge of your underwear as they slide down your thigh. Your foot seems to be getting more restless, moving as if trying to adjust itself, stops for a few seconds, moves again, and with each movement you press my hard member more. It's almost like you're exploring what you have between your hands or feet in this case.

Joder Lolita...if you squeeze me that little piece...what's happening to me? I'm going crazy and can't stop...

The fingers of my hand slip cautiously under the rubber of your underwear and I feel as if the beautiful hairs of your pubis are scratching the tips of my fingers, it's a beautiful strong fruit of your youth and my fingers get tangled up in it while I slowly withdraw my hand for the last time to slowly slide back down your precious thighs.

I go at it again, my hand crosses under your underwear once more and my four fingers end on the beautiful hairs of your pubis. While my thumb goes slowly down until it reaches the beginning of your slit and recovers its lips slowly...

It's not just my heart anymore, it's my whole body that seems to be beating. I feel the pulse in every part of my body, my temples are pounding as if they're about to burst, my fingers are trembling...

I press lightly with my thumb and cross the last barrier...oh god how wet and hot...it's entered like nothing, you're super wet...the toes of your feet curl around my cock and squeeze it when I feel my thumb invading your sex uffff...I have crazy urges to tear off your clothes, spread your legs, and eat that pussy right now...

But no, no, I'm not crazy, this can't be...This is happening and isn't happening for neither of us...se It supposes that I am watching TV and you have fallen asleep while I was making your titties and that is what both of us are willing to assume...

Your breathing agitates for moments while my finger moves in your almost hairless pussy...your closed eyes in a fake sleep and your hard nipples marking on your shirt... Ufff, I squeeze and your foot squeezes... relax and your foot relaxes... I start moving my finger making small circles at the same time it enters and exits your dripping little hole, kneading its lips and noticing your hardened clitoris.

My cock needs to feel the contact of your skin, so my left hand gets the waistband of my pants up until half of it is showing...and now if I feel the fingers of your foot pressing on my glans, whose tip has drops of liquid appearing. My fingers play with your pussy, accelerating more and more the rhythm... Your breathing becomes interrupted for moments and in a last thrust of my thumb against the walls of your soaked pussy, I notice how its walls are squeezing me...your belly contracts...your pussy contracts around my finger as it comes out in juices...oh God, you're coming and I can't hold on anymore... your foot squeezes my cock while I start cumming between your fingers that surround my glans...ahhh. You bite your lip but at no moment do you open your eyes...it's supposed to be sleep...

After a series of contractions, your pussy finally relaxes in my hand...I go over it three or four times with my thumb collecting all your juices and slowly withdraw my hand from your crotch to bring it to my face and smell your aroma...I can't resist and I take my finger wet with your juices to my mouth to taste you...ummmm...while you relax and pretend to continue in your fake sleep.

Damn mess...the fingers of your foot and my leg are full of my cum. I try to gather it all stretching my shirt, making sure nothing falls on the sofa...I have to clean this up before your mother wakes up...

-Loli, get away... I have to go to the bathroom... I'll tell you while shaking your legs to wake you up. -Damn... don't let anyone sleep- you say while opening your eyes and pretending to wake up at the same time as you move your feet...