This choice: Zack wants a visual, and sneaks into the bathroom. • Go Back...Chapter #4Zack wants a visual, and sneaks into the bathroom. by: krsrb   Zack slowly slipped out from under his stiff and crinkly sheets, trying his best to stay quiet. Heavy carpeting in the guest room absorbed his footsteps to the bathroom door. Visions flashed through his mind of Catherine writhing naked on her bed, one hand on her voluptuous tits, the other pumping fingers in and out of her moist pussy. His dick throbbed as he ever so slowly turned the knob and entered the bathroom. The floor tiles were cold; he almost gasped audibly as he entered the room but he covered his mouth just in time. He thought about what he was doing for a moment: he hadn't even seen Zoe naked yet and he was about to peek in on her mother, what if he got caught? How would he explain this? Another moan emanated from Catherine's room.
"Mmmm. . . Zack. . . " She said lustily.
That was all he needed to convince him. He knew opening her bathroom door silently would be tricky, but if he could do it he would only need it cracked to have a perfect sight line to Catherine's bed. As he put his hand on the doorknob he was also taking his cock out of his pajamas with the other. The knob turned half way and he could already see it in his mind, a perfect view of her yearning cunt, legs spread wide slick with her juices and awaiting his dick. He began stroking his cock as the doorknob finished turning, he pulled the door back just enough to see through the smallest crack. In the dark lighting Zack couldn't see through such a small crack so he risked it and opened it about an inch wide. What he saw next took his breath away.
Catherine's legs were indeed spread wide, fingers pumping away at herself, but it turned out she needed both hands. She sat up in her bed with both hands stroking a ginormous dick. Zack estimated it to be at least a foot long. At its base hung a set of huge balls in a smooth hairless sack, under these impressive balls he could see the glistening lips of her snatch. The tip was uncut, swollen beautifully underneath her foreskin. Zack had already started masturbating before he opened the door and now he wasn't sure if he should be. He expected something completely different, but his cock stayed rock hard and oozed pre-cum onto his fingers despite his conflicting thoughts. Has she always had this huge thing between her legs? Zack thought back to the night before thought for sure it was impossible to hide such a beast under simple jeans and panties. Did she pass one of those things to Zoe? to Anna? Before he could ponder it further Catherine's moans interrupted him.
". . .Oh Zack, how I want those pretty lips on me. . ." She sighs.
Catherine laid back with her huge shaft between her magnificent D-cups, her neck extended so that she could wrap her own lips around her impressive girth. She worked her hands over that mighty meat, eliciting little moans after each stroke. Her hips rocked a little each time, pushing and pulling her tip through her warm mouth. Zack was completely flabbergasted, he came here to masturbate to a beautiful older woman and now he stood furiously stroking himself to. . . to what. . . a hermaphrodite? Masturbation had never felt this good before, chills ran down his spine and extended to his limbs in ecstatic intervals. What made this different from any other time? All the guys in porn he watched had dicks bigger than his measly four inches, but he'd never seen one like this before, attached to a woman no less. He didn't know why it felt so much better, but he didn't care anymore. He kept stroking and kept watching.
Catherine was completely oblivious to anything around her, eyes closed, mouth wrapped around her giant cock. She brought her hands up to her mouth and let some of her copious pre-cum fall into her palms, slowly spreading it between her massive breasts and along her length as she continued sucking. Her hands wandered to her nipples, pinching and twisting each in sync with her pelvic thrusts into her mouth. Deep slow moans came in time with her rhythms, muffled by her lip's seal around her cock. She released the tip of her dick from her mouth and some more pre-cum fall out of her mouth and between her tits. Her hands moved from her nipples to envelope each breast and push them against her shaft. She guided her delectable D-cups over her shaft, lubed by her own fluids. At first it was a slow motion, a gentle pace with lust filled groans, but it soon became more frantic and greedy. Her cock oozed liquid in spurts with each stroke of her big breasts, covering her stomach and sheets. How can she generate that much pre-cum? Zack wondered, She's already stroked out more pre-cum than I'd cum in a week! Zack stood stroking himself in pure bliss wondering how long she could last under that assault of pleasurable devices. He was very close to cumming, trying to wait until she came to blow his load. He had to all but stop his strokes, keeping himself on the very edge.
"MmmMmmm . . . yes Zack . . . suck it hard . . . I'll feed you soon . . ." She murmured between strokes. She moved her mouth back over the tip of her dick and engulfed it while maintaining her frantic tit fucking.
Zack's mouth watered after hearing those words. He knew at that moment that he would drink every last drop she gave him, that he wanted her to feed him that hot seed. He wanted to be the one sucking it out of her humongous cock, he wanted to feel it in his hands, to milk that powerful beast of all it could give him. With that last thought he came, came harder than he could ever remember cumming, shooting it all over the door and onto his hand. Zack sighed sadly as he knew he failed to cum with Catherine, he could not last that long, but he could still see her cum in all her Majesty if he just stuck around.
It was another five minutes of furious sucking and tit fucking before Catherine finally came, a geyser in comparison to his own little spurt. Zack watched in awe as her balls churned in their sack, her soaked pussy contracted, and the seed rose up her more than foot long shaft into her waiting mouth. She managed to swallow the first 3 gushes of creamy fluid, her cheeks plumping out with each spurt, before she had to move her mouth away to breathe. He watched as her shaft shot hot cum well over a foot into the air, landing on her bed and the floor beyond it. His mouth watered yet again as he imagined those thick ropes of sperm coating his mouth and insides. Catherine's head arched back as she grabbed her massive meat and aimed it back towards her body, covering herself with the last few spurts of her orgasm. Thick white cum blanketed her hefty breasts, her stomach, and parts of her face. Her tongue sprang out to lick up what it could off of her face. She laid down properly on the bed and stretched her legs for a moment basking in the afterglow of release. Then she leaned over the side of her bed and grabbed a dirty shirt to wipe up the rest of her cum. Zack took this as his cue to clean up his own cum from the door and bathroom tiles, when he finished the area inside, he noticed a small rope of his cum just outside the crack in the door he was looking through. Shit, shit, shit! he thought to himself, he knew he couldn't reach out there to grab it, wouldn't even risk opening the door further to do so. I've done it now, she'll see it and know that I was watching, know I'm a pervert voyeur!
Zack returned to his room and pretended to sleep, waiting for Catherine to storm into the guest room screaming 'Pervert!', but that never happened. He listened to Catherine cleaning up her room, awaited the worst, but she seemed to go about her morning as usual, showering then going down stairs to make breakfast. He only left his room when called to eat, claiming that he was asleep the whole morning. As Catherine served him his breakfast she gave him a little wink.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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