1. My Dirty Secrets Chapter 1


    Date: 10/6/2023, Categories: Fetish, Author: Spendingtime 

    ... stream, she now began to knead and squeeze her left breast feverishly. Her painted nails always returned to her nipples, pinching and rolling them firmly. Her left hand held the pulsing showerhead and her right hand reached across her body, fondling and groping her breasts. Her perfect tits were getting quite the workout.

What I can imagine was likely her second orgasm came as she bit her lip and pulled on her nipple again hard.

I could see the convulsions of her ass cheeks and her stomach as she let out a now audible whimper much louder than before.

"Oh my God, did she just say my name?" I whispered harshly.

Failing to resist, I went along with what I imagined was happening in that shower.

"Ride me, Jessi," I said, less quietly than before.

I said her name out loud in a whisper, as though it was me fucking her with her wet pussy clenching my cock.

This went on for what seemed like an eternity. I was barely hanging on as Jessie's second or third, maybe fourth, orgasm washed over her. Again, I heard her whimper louder. Jessi's knees jerked while she squeezed her perfect breasts to the nipple as if she expected milk to flow. Both of her nipples were rock hard and likely a bit sore from her rough play.

I wanted to taste them. I wanted to open the door and offer Jessi my cock and make her cum again. Suddenly, I was jerked back to reality as she hung up the showerhead and bent forward to turn off the water. I carefully and quickly darted away from the ...
    ... door.

Moving through the house, I resumed my post on the couch and unmuted the TV with awkwardly low volume. I sat so that I could see her exit the bathroom and watch her walk into her room. She always came out in a towel, and being as blissfully unaware as she was, they never completely covered her.

A minute or two passed, and the bathroom door swung open. Jessi came out, and sure enough, the towel covered her front and back but was not large enough to cover her side. She had another towel wrapped around her hair. As expected, her right side boob and butt cheek were entirely visible.

I couldn't resist.

"Feel better?" I asked.

"Much," Jessi replied.

I'm not sure if she meant to give her response as coyly as I'd asked my question, but I knew that she truly must have felt much better.

I waited for her to finish getting ready, and finally, she headed out for her errands.

I pulled down the front of my shorts and began rubbing my cock again, and in no time was fully hard and still slippery from the show that Jessi had put on. Mid-stroke, I stopped. My thoughts went to those soaked panties that had mesmerized me. The same panties that I'd seen that morning against her wet pussy, and ultimately the panties that I'd seen on the bathroom floor while their owner whimpered, pinched, pulled, and came, all while I watched.

I again checked the driveway, and no one was home but me. I went into Jessi's room, and there they were, tossed carelessly into the corner, still ...
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