1. Enounter with my Moms boyfriend


    Date: 12/29/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: peytonlee, Source: xHamster

    I was twenty three when I ended up moving back home with my Mom after a horrific split with my fiancé. I'd been with him since High School, and months before our wedding everything began to fall apart. Moving back home wasn't an ideal solution, reason being my Mom had recently moved in with her new boyfriend, but it was the best thing I could do in that situation. At least my old bedroom had been left untouched since I moved out. My bed, old dresser, pictures on the wall... everything was still where I'd left it. With some sense of familiarity, this transitional period in my life wasn't quite as bad as I originally thought it was going to be. One morning, I woke minutes before my Mom headed out the door for work. I managed to get in a quick hello before she left, and then I headed to the bathroom to begin getting myself ready for the day. I undressed, and turned the water on for the shower before hopping in. Minutes into my shower, there was a knock on the door. I opened the curtain and stuck my head out to call and see who was there. It was my Mom's boyfriend, he was asking to come in to use the toilet. &#034I need to pee! Can I come in and quickly use the toilet?&#034 He hollered back. Joys of only having one bathroom in our apartment. Honestly, I didn't think it was a big deal, so I told him the door was unlocked and that he could come in. I made sure to pull the curtain closed again, and went about showering. I heard the door open, and I heard him at the toilet. &#034Make ...
    sure not to flush so the water doesn't go all cold.&#034 I told him. He agreed, and he left. Or, I thought he did. What I didn't know, though, while my back was facing him he'd pulled the curtain open just enough to take a glance at my naked backside. When I turned around to rinse soap out of my hair, my eyes were closed, so I wasn't able to see him sneaking a peak. My arms drew upwards, and my hands ran through my long auburn locks to make sure all the soap was washed out. When I was finally able to open my eyes, I saw him. The curtain was opened more than enough for me to assume he'd been watching the entire time. His hardened length was also a likely indication. &#034What are you doing?&#034 I demanded. For the longest time he said nothing, and stood there allowing his eyes to trail over my wet, naked body. The right corner of his mouth tugged upwards just enough for there to be a hint of a smile before his lips parted, &#034I've always loved the way your tits looked.&#034 he said bluntly. &#034Bra, or no bra they're so perfect and perky... it's like they demand attention.&#034 Awe struck, I said nothing. &#034And man, I've wanted to give them attention.&#034 He brought his left hand to his torso, it looked like he might scratch his stomach, but instead it slowly slid towards the elastic waist of his athletic pants and slipped inside. Through the material, I could see his fingers begin to fidget with his hardness, maybe lightly pressing up and down. But within seconds, it ...
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