Juicy J - Sex Stories

Juicy J

... anymore. He attempted to look at other girl’s profiles to see if any of the preview videos piqued his interest. There were a few hot babes, but none compared to Juicy J. That weekend after a longer than normal shift on Saturday, Effren came home, seeing his grandfather’s car in the driveway. “Hey pal,” Gary said, leaving the house, just as Effren reached the front door. “Hey gramps, you heading home already?” “Yeah. Been a long day. I took your mom to breakfast, then shopping, and then we just hung out here some. I’ll see you again soon,” Gary answered, giving Effren a friend hug as he left. He was such a cool older guy. Jessica was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on hot tea, checking her emails. She was wearing a long, pink bathrobe and unbeknownst to Effren, nothing underneath. “Hey there. Have fun at work?” Jessica asked her son. “Boring,” Effren shrugged, doing a double take at his mother’s cleavage, immediately looking away. He couldn’t recall when or if he had ever seen her cleavage. Her nice tan reminded him of Juicy J’s. Oh how he wished she would return. “Dinner is in the fridge. I’m going to take a long, hot bath, and I might head to bed early. I’m exhausted,” Jessica said, rising from her chair, kissing his cheek as she walked out of the room, humming playfully to herself. Effren assumed her good mood was due to finishing all the work she had to catch up on. Effren heated up some of the lasagna, blankly staring out in to space, hoping he’d find a new reason ...

... to subscribe to the webcam site that evening. He found the original reason to subscribe to that site 45 minutes later while sitting in front of his computer, a huge grin on his face, a nice sized cock in his hand, and a piece of paper on his desk with the date he would get his first pay check scribbled on it. Juicy J was back. A new preview video was uploaded. He watched it five times. He came like a volcano. The rest of the week he jacked off to her to her each night. Hardly seeing much of his mother, assuming she was working, he had plenty of undisturbed time to admire Juicy J. He took 20 new screenshots, pausing the videos at the right moment, carefully cropping some of the plain white wall on either side of her body out of the shot. Effren counted down the days until he got paid. When Effren received that first pay check, depositing it with a mischievous grin on his face, he knew this was it. This was the moment he had waited for. He would see her face, he would see her naked body, he would take more screenshots of her, and he would have countless fun evenings jacking off to her. With his erect cock in hand, his very own check card in the other, he typed the card number with the index finger of the non-cock stroking hand and became an official member of his favorite website. He immediately went to her profile to subscribe to her channel. Effren’s face went white, his erection subsided, he dropped his check card, his heart pounded loudly in his head, he stopped breathing - ...