Hot and Horny/Josh maint.rm look female vents
From Create Your Own Story
Horny, you get up and stand in the sink. Your head scrapes against the ceiling, but you hunch down and look through to the female side.
The women’s side is undergoing construction, and so the normal stalls have been temporarily replaced by rail-mounted curtains. The three “stalls” in front of you have their dividing curtains pulled back, while the fourth “stall” near the end is occupied.
You look to your left and are rewarded by a view of a showering Mrs. Klopfer in the second stall on the left. The closed curtains obscure most of her, but she’s so tall and is standing in a position that allows you to see her jugs when she turns around.
And what jugs. Her heavy oval boobs end in twistable eraser tip nipples surrounded by rose areoles. You rapidly start to get hard as you watch her clean those jugs. Deciding to not waste any time, you whip your dick out and start to stroke, drinking in Mrs. Klopfer massaging her tits.
Unfortunately before you can cream, she shuts off the water and grabs a towel to wrap around herself. As she steps out, something stops her and causes her to grin. You look over to the right to see a hard cock emerging from a hole in the wall. She looks at the cock for a moment before running over to the fourth “stall” on the right.
She pulls the dividing curtain away to reveal the wet and nude figure of your mother. You turn away, red-faced. You’re not going to ogle your mother, but you can still make out her and Mrs. Klopfer’s hushed conversation.
“Mmm, Chelsea look!” Mrs. Klopfer says. You hear your mother loudly gasp.
“Oh wow…whose…whose is it?” your Mom says.
“I don’t know silly! Who’s cares? Are you gonna suck it?”
“Melissa! No no I couldn’t.”
“Come on Chelsea you never have any fun…those jocks are always sticking their dicks through that hole and half the time they’re a lot smaller than this one.”
“It is pretty big…”
“That’s the spirit! Look at it throb…don’t you wanna taste something like that?”
“Mmmhm I do…but no, I can’t Melissa. I’m gonna go back to my shower,” your mother says with finality.
“Well fine then,” Mrs. Klopfer says. “It’s pulled back now anyway.”
You hear a curtain sliding across some rings and water splashing. You carefully peek through the vents to see no sign of Mrs. Klopfer or the penis. You see the vague shape of your mother behind the curtain.
You’re still very horny, so if you wait, perhaps you’ll get lucky and another woman will show up. But then again, it’d probably be for the best if you stopped spying.
| You are: |
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| Josh, age 18 |
