Juicy J - Sex Stories

Juicy J

... once more, he body going limp, lying back on the bed. “I don’t know why you do what you do, but I love it.” Effren laughed, coming down off his orgasm, and made his way to the shower. “Ahh yes!” Jessica was climaxing as well. Her arms wrapped around her father as he held her tight. Gary grunted in return, his own climax surging through him. “I love you sweety,” He said kissing her full lips slowly after making love to her in the moonlit beach. He knew once he saw her after long absence things were different between them. They savored each other there on the beach, not sure when they would get another chance to make love, keeping their trysts a secret as best as possible. *** Effren smiled, when his mother returned, thinking about his sneaky masturbatory ways. She showered and headed straight to bed. By then Effren was sleeping soundly, looking forward to returning to his computer. Chapter 4 Effren’s first evening at home was quite the disappointment. The last online text was the day before they left for their Hawaiian vacation. “That’s weird,” Effren thought. “Maybe she’s busy,” he shrugged, opting to jack off to the pictures of short preview videos he had saved to his computer. He started his job as a lifeguard the next day. Afterward, he went surfing for a few hours to kill a little time before going home. “Vamos pequeño!” Some of the nearby surfers called out to Effren in incorrect Spanish, telling him to go away, mocking him further by speaking those words in an American ...

... accent. He rolled his eyes and moved to another area, hoping to catch a few more waves before going home. “I don’t even speak Spanish,” Effren shook his head, gliding along on his board. He was annoyed at home for a different reason. Juicy J still hadn’t been online since before they left for Hawaii. Effren angrily shut down his computer and headed to the kitchen. There’d be no new preview videos to watch or possible new screenshots to fuel his addiction. His mother was sitting at the table, with her laptop, reading some emails. “Hey,” She said when he entered the kitchen. “I’m going to be busy for the next few days. These clients apparently forgot I’d be out of town for a few days and kept sending me stuff to work on.” “I’m sorry, mom, that sucks,” Effren said, sitting next to her with his water. “Yep. The really annoying emails are ones asking for updates. They knew I would be away from my computer for a few days. Never get involved with graphic or web work – it’s some of the worse clients you’ll ever encounter.” Effren nodded, halfway paying attention, figuring that he might go to bed a little early instead of jacking off again. His mother rose from her chair, kissed the top of his head, and made her way back to her office, taking her laptop with her. The rest of the week was more of the same. Effren was bored, sitting at his lifeguard post, bored at home, not seeing any activity at all from his favorite web came babe. Effren didn’t even feel like subscribing to the site ...