3838 Walnut Street Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

3838 Walnut Street Pt. 01

... held up the picture of his associate. "She was living in 9B until about a month ago." He pointed down the hall.

"Ms. Ekland? Oh, yes, nice, quiet young woman. Kept to herself." Marjorie Breaming was a pretty woman in her early 50s. She wore a housedress and kept her door open only a few inches.

"That doesn't sound like her. I suspect she would have been talking to everyone." Nathaniel frowned and put the picture away inside his jacket. "She didn't try interviewing you for her school project, Mrs. Breaming?" He could hear kids playing and screaming somewhere in the Breaming apartment.

"She seemed too old for a school project." Marjorie smiled helpfully.

"It's graduate school." He tried not to let his frustration show. "Perhaps I could talk to Mr. Breaming?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. He's busy doing chores for Her. You can't talk to him." Marjorie shook her head.

"Who?" He said.

"What?" Marjorie's smile broadened.

"Who is he doing chores for?" Nathaniel had two cases to solve in this building, and he was getting a strange vibe. He needed any information he could get.

The sounds of children playing turned into the sounds of children fighting. Marjorie looked over her shoulder behind her. "I'm sorry, the boys are getting rowdy. Good luck with your search, Mr. Glaeser." She abruptly shut the door in the detective's face.

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September 24, 1993: Apartment 12C, the Kwon family

"Damn... load... load." Brian glanced at his bedroom door which didn't lock. ...

... Normally, he'd wait for his parents to leave the house to masturbate. But he was impossibly horny.I'm always impossibly horny, but this is somehow even worse. He stared at the screen as his computer processed a ton of data. When it loaded, it was going to be the image of a naked, middle-aged Korean lady. For the past few days, he'd become obsessed with older women with good-sized boobs and wide hips. He refused to believe that it had anything to do with his mother. But the women that really got him off did bear a resemblance. He jacked off on his desk chair, the expectation of female nudity driving him insane. After what seemed like ages, he was staring at a woman with small nipples, big jugs, and a solid, black bush between her legs. "Oh... shit..." Ecstasy built inside him.

The door opened and Darby stepped into her son's room carrying a laundry basket. "I just came back from the basement and..." She froze. "Oh... my gosh... Brian. I'm so sorry." Her son was masturbating while looking at naughty images on his computer. And even though she was in the room, he was still masturbating. He had a nice-looking, modest penis. About the same size as his father's, it had smooth pale skin.Why am I looking at his thing? She turned crimson. "Stop touching yourself... sweetie."

"Mom... I'm so sorry... I can't stop." Brian was mortified, but he couldn't pull his hand away from his dick. He kept pumping himself while his mother stared at what he was doing. His gaze fell to the curve of ...