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She didn’t need to be naked to make me hard. Sometimes she
would get me so riled up just from bending over, her full breasts
swinging beneath her shirt without the confines of a bra, that I
would have to excuse myself and go rub one out.
Then one night, I found something even better than the shower
shows.
It started by accident. I had slipped into her room late one night
to put away some of her laundry. I had just put the rest of her
clothes into her dresser when she moaned quietly.
I tiptoed over to her bedside and watched her big bulbous
breasts rise and fall with each breath. She moaned again, a
moan of pleasure, the same sound that a woman makes when
she’s getting off. Her little noises made my cock grow
uncomfortably stiff in my pants. I unzipped them slowly, careful
not to make any noise, my eyes never leaving her, watching for
the slightest sign that she was waking up. My fingers wrapped
around my rigid shaft. I stroked myself slowly, imagining my hands caressing that blazing hot little body of hers instead of being clasped around my pulsating prick. As much as I wanted to, I was too afraid of waking her up to touch her. Her little sighs. and moans drove me wild and I beat my meat faster and faster
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while still trying to be silent. I came forcefully into a pair of her
dirty panties that she had discarded beside her bed, stifling my
moans as my climax rocked my body. Brandi never even stirred.
The next night I brought along some tissues to clean myself off
with after I was done, and I didn’t try to be so quiet. My heart
pounded in my ears the entire time, jacking off over my sleeping
taboo desire. Once, her eyelids fluttered open and I froze, dick in
hand, but she just rolled over and went back to sleep. I finished
and crept quietly out of her room, tossing the dirty tissue into
the wastebasket before going to my own bed and sleeping
soundly.
After a few more nights of my new routine, I was a little bolder since she had never woken up despite my moans. I didn’t bother creeping around her room anymore; I just opened the door and walked in, my dick already hardening in anticipation. I stood beside her bed and dropped my pants, pulling the sheets off of her sexy little body. The white tank top that she was wearing was so thin that I could see the dark pink circles of her areolas. I stroked my throbbing cock as I eased the material of her shirt up, exposing her perfect perky titties to my hungry eyes.
1 cupped one of her mounds in my hand, her beautiful creamy skin warm and soft against my palm. I gently rolled her nipple with my fingers and it hardened into a pretty pink peak. She moaned faintly and my heart almost stopped. She didn’t wake
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up, though, so I kept going. Ever so slowly, I brought my lips. down and kissed her nipple lightly. When she didn’t rouse, I took my daughter’s creamy beautifully formed breasts into my mouth and sucked, flicking her hot little nipple with my tongue. She
arched her back, pressing her creamy tit deeper into my needy
mouth. She moaned again and I couldn’t hold my orgasm back any longer. My cock spewed its load onto the sheets while her fleshy mound was still in my mouth. I did my best to hide my
mess before I pulled her tank top back down and covered her
back up with the sheets. I would need to remember to wash
those in the morning…
She stayed up later than usual the next night watching TV in her
room. I had been walking around with a throbbing erection for
hours, eagerly anticipating tonight’s taboo delight. Now it was
after ten o’clock and I was growing impatient. Finally, the
sounds from the TV stopped and I peeked into her room. She
was already asleep. My cock lurched in my pants, eager to find
its release.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.