African Prince 6

African Prince 6Chapter 6When Mikey awoke, it was almost noon and his Mom wasgone. Still trying to make sense of the morning’sevents, Mikey got up and ran a hot shower to cleanhimself off of his own dried cum. This time, as hewashed he felt no better. He felt his Mom had rejectedhim. She had teased him. She was ready to fuck him andhad stopped because of a goddamned broken glass.”That whore,” he growled aloud. “She tasted my cumyesterday. She was ready to fuck me today.” His wordsand his anger got stronger with every syllable hespoke.But beneath the anger was embarrassment and guilt. Upuntil the day before he would have been ashamed to lethim Mom see him naked. One of his greatest fears hadbeen of her catching him masturbating, yet today hisMom had undoubtedly seen him lying on her bed naked,covered in his own i****tuously generated cum as shegot out of the shower.Mikey didn’t know whether to cry in shame or punch theshower wall in rage. He did both. He spent the entireafternoon pacing, impatiently changing channels on thetelevision, and cursing himself and his mother out. Hewas angry at her for letting it happen. He was angrywith himself for wanting his mother. He was confused.He knew he had broken a sacred taboo. But through allhis rage and confusion and shame and disbelief, he wasstill horny.He had been pacing, but now he stopped in the middle ofthe kitchen and pulled out his cock. It didn’t matternow. He didn’t know if anything mattered anymore. Onceyou had cum on your own mother, what rules were left touphold? As darkness began to fall, he began to jerk offright in the middle of his house. With the shades allopen, his pants around his ankles, and the front doorunlocked, he began to fantasize.The first thoughts in his mind were of his Mom. Herelived his cum hitting her in the face, her tonguestretching to taste it. The image was simultaneously soperfect, so erotic, so sensual and so perverted, sowrong, so very sick. He continued to stroke but forcedhis mind to think of other things. Amy Christians, thehigh school cheerleader. She was naked, she was doingone of their cheers. “Be aggressive. B-e aggressive. B-e-a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e. Aggressive.” She stroked hisdick and balls with her pom-poms.As the chant continued to ring through his head, hisfantasy wandered. Julie Osbourne.”Wait,” he said out loud, letting his hand fall awayfrom his dick. He could go outside clear his head, andjerk off to something he was proud of. Maybe he’d getto see some flesh this time. He pulled his pants upover his softening dick, and went upstairs to get onhis newly founded voyeur outfit.When Mikey came to the corner where Julie’s backyardmet the marshy edge of the woods, he was sorelydisappointed. Julie’s shades were pulled this time.”Fuck,” he cursed out loud, then reminded himself tokeep quiet. He would never be able to live it down ifhe got caught here. After a moment of standing still,frustrated, Mikey decided he would move around the backof the house to look for a view through another grandbetting yeni giriş window.He stepped out into the moonlight on Julie’s back lawn.The upstairs of the house was dark, but most of thewindows he saw on the first floor were lit up. Most ofthe shades were open, but just his luck- hers wereclosed. He moved towards the center of the back yard.He now stood directly behind the kitchen which had alarge glass sliding back door leading out to a woodenpatio just above ground level. The glass door gave hima perfect view inside the kitchen. Unfortunately, therewas no one in the kitchen. He could see everythinginside however.Julie’s house was the same style as his own, as most ofthe houses on his street had been built at the sametime by the same developer. Her kitchen was even set uplike his. The refrigerator stood in the far corner. Atable, similar to his own kitchen table, was set up inthe center. Mike could see five or six empty Budweisercans strewn carelessly across the table. That wassomething different from his house though; Mikey’s Momrarely drank, and he had not yet experimented withalcohol.After Mikey had sized up the kitchen, he glanced backover towards Julie’s room. He noticed that her lightwas in fact on. Between the sides of the shade and thewindow frame there was apparently enough space forlight to escape. Maybe he could peek through thatspace, he thought.With his heart pounding, Mikey approached the house. Hetook the most direct root to the back of the house,coming up between two back windows. He got down on hishands and knees so that when he passed the two windowson the way to Julie’s he would not be seen. Not untilhe was below her window did he cautiously stand up.He closed one eye and put his other to the slit oflight. The sight he saw made his dick jump to attentionin his pants. He actually took his face away and thenput it back, needing to convince himself that what hesaw was real.Julie was naked. She was on her knees, facing away fromhim, upright. Her hands were on the back of her headwith her fingers locked together to hold them there.She was holding her back exceptionally erect, archedbut slightly forward, pushing her chest out in front ofher.Mikey could see her ass perfectly. Bare, it lookedbetter than he had ever imagined. The brunette’s hairwas slightly longer than shoulder length. It swayedslightly side to side and up and down, as her headshook slightly in a gesture Mikey couldn’t read frombehind. But he could hear something.Mikey silenced his own breathing momentarily, andcursed his pounding heartbeat. Faintly through theglass, he made out the sound. Julie was crying. Hewasn’t sure what to make of it. What was she doing,anyway?Confused as he was, Mikey’s dick was hard as a rock.The sight was so erotic. He was looking at who heconsidered the hottest girl in school, and she wasnaked. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out.He began to gently stroke it.The sight before him was the perfect masturbatorymaterial. grandbetting giriş Mikey imagined himself walking quietly upbehind her. Kneeling; putting his hands on her sides;sliding them up to feel her tits; pushing her softbrown hair to the side; planting his lips on the sideof her neck; still cupping her breasts; leaning herforward; sliding his fingers across her wet slit;slowly positioning himself then sliding his dick in…As Mikey was rapidly approaching what would have beenone of the most amazing climaxes of his life, the scenechanged. Julie had been facing the door to her room.Now that door opened. A big, haggard, bearded man witha Budweiser can in hand walked into the doorway.Julie did not flinch. Mikey’s hand fell away from hisdick. The man raised the Bud can to his lips, tiltedhis head back, and pounded what was left in the canbefore throwing it angrily across the room. Althoughmuffled through the glass he heard the man’s voice.”I told you not to cry!” The man stammered. “It’s areal fucking turn off.” The man, looking down atJulie’s naked body, reached for the zipper of hisjeans. As he unzipped them he continued, “You saw whatI did to your mother when she couldn’t stop balling.”Mikey could hear Julie’s faint sobs, then he heard herspeak, “I’m sorry Daddy. I’m sorry. I just want toplease you.”Mikey couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Julie hadalways seemed alright in school. He never would haveguessed what went on behind closed doors at theOsbourne house.Julie’s father pulled his pants down just far enough toget out his dick. Mikey was shocked at the size of theman’s cock. It must have been twice the size of his owndick, and Mikey had never felt inadequate.The man took a few steps forward, and Julie took itinto her mouth without argument. Her father let hisdrunken head fall back, so that he was looking uptowards the ceiling. Julie’s head began bobbing rapidlyforward and back as she blew her Dad.Mikey was awestruck!He felt terrible for Julie, she obviously was terrifiedof the man, yet he was captivated with the sight ofwhat she was willingly doing to him. Mikey couldn’tbelieve the vigor with which Julie was going down onhim. He couldn’t help but notice that every time herhead went forward her ass came up a little bit and gavehim a glimpse of her protruding mound.Mikey wanted to feel disgusted, but his dick had notgone down. He wanted to leave, to forget this, but hecould not. He just continued to watch. Julie’s fatherput his hands around the back of her head as shecontinued to suck. Soon he was violently fucking hermouth.Mikey put his hand around his own dick. But he couldn’tquite do it. He couldn’t bring himself to jerk off tothis perversion. He wanted to save her, to knock herfather out, and then to have her himself. He just stoodthere, erection in his still hand, watching his dreamgirl being mouth-****d by her father.Finally, the bearded pervert came. Still gripping hisdaughter’s head, he pulled her face away from his cock.Mikey grandbetting güvenilirmi saw the cum shooting out of the man’s dick.Although he couldn’t see Julie’s face from where hewas, he knew that her face was getting blasted with herDad’s cum. A jet or two missed her face, and Mikeycould see the white fluid running down her back towardthe crack of her ass.When he was done soaking his daughter’s face in hiscum, he planted his hands on her tits and pushed herover backwards. Julie fell to her uncarpeted floor, herhead banging painfully down. Her father then turned andleft the room, slamming the door behind him.Julie lay on her back. Her knees were both bent to oneside in an uncomfortable position. She did not botherto straighten them. Tears flowed from her eyes. A lookof horror and trauma seemed burnt into her face.Mikey could now see the gobs of her father’s cum onher. In fact, her entire face was glistening with theadult’s cum. Mikey could see white streaks of the semenin her brown hair. Some of the cum had flowed down herface and rolled across her breasts. Both her nippleswhere highlighted with the white and clear fluid.Mikey was traumatized. He couldn’t believe what he’dseen. He couldn’t believe what he now saw. Theaftermath was some how even worse than the act. Still,his dick was rock hard and quivering in his hand. Nowhe began to stroke.Only he imagined that it was not her father’s cum. Itwas not **** cum. She was not crying. It was Mikey’scum. He had come to her rescue. He had hit her fatherover the head. With her father’s bleeding body layingon the floor next to them, Julie had run to him. Shehugged him, unconcerned with her nakedness.He imagined that they kissed and then Julie strippedhim down and in thankfulness she had blown him likehe’d seen her do her father. He had been the onestanding before her kneeling body. He was the one thatblew his enormous load on her face. And she had beensmiling as he had shot blast after blast of his hot cumall over her face.Now in a frenzy, Mikey knew he was close to the edge.He looked at her young body, he looked at the semenstill running down her face. He saw Julie’s nakedbreasts glistened with cum… a sight he had so oftenfantasized about. He saw the thin patch of hair aboveher pussy. The hair there was slightly lighter in colorthan the hair on her head. He looked at her nipples,unlike his Mom’s these were small and tight. Julie’scum stricken body… now in the context of his non-****fantasy was too much to bear.Mikey’s body stiffened as shot his load against thewood panels of the outside of Julie’s house, just belowher windowsill.Finally, with his perverted seed out of him and hismind starting to come down from his mind blowingorgasm, Mikey felt that already familiar sexual guiltcome rushing back to him. He had gotten off on someoneelse pain. Julie, a girl that he truly liked andadmired had just been ****d by her drunken father. Andhe had cum to the sight of her lying naked, immersed ina puddle of her father’s cum. What had he done? Whatwas the matter with him?Mikey heard a noise. Perhaps it was a car door in thedriveway. His guilt yielded to fear of being caught,and Mikey darted into the woods. He didn’t stop runninguntil he reached his own backdoor. Panting, he wentinside. Thankfully, his Mom was still out.