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“What’s this? What are you doing?”
Caught. Caught jerking your teenage dick. You try to hide the porn magazine and pull the sheet up, but Catherine has already made it from the door to your bedside.
“Don’t pull that sheet up. A little too late for that, don’t you think? And what are you looking at. Let me see it.”
Sheepishly, you hand Catherine the magazine, turning crimson when you realize the page it is opened to. She looks at the page, then looks at you.
“You like playing with that little boy chubby while you’re looking at dirty pictures like this? Is this what gets you stiff?”
Catherine shoves the magazine in front of you, pointing to the high-gloss page. You stare dumbly at the filthy picture and feel your cock twitch. You glance at Catherine, hoping she hasn’t noticed. “Well,” Catherine snarls, “answer me, young man.”
“I, er, I mean…”
Catherine laughs. “Just admit it. You like it dirty. You want to do filthy things with bad girls. Like this.” She points to the page again. “What’s that guy taking up his ass? Huh? Tell me.”
As she says this, Catherine sits on the edge of your bed. In an instant, the anger that had colored her face is replaced with a sly smile. As she takes the magazine and tosses it onto the floor, she pushes your sheet to the bottom of the bed.
“Spread your legs.”
“What?”
“I said…” Catherine grasps both of your thighs and roughly pulls you down onto your tailbone while pulling your legs a part. “…spread your fucking legs.”
“Now,” she continues, “grab that hog of yours and start stroking it. Let me see you beat off that teen cock.” She reaches out, grabbing your hand and forcing your fingers around the shaft, then guides your hand up and down. “Go ahead. Up and down. That’s it. Keep it up.” She takes her hand away. “Do it. Jerk that meat.”
Your cock is rock-hard again as you start playing with it, watching Catherine watch you. You feel nasty and dirty. You like being watched. You like Catherine watching. A drop of pre-cum is already bubbling from the head. “Oooh, look at that,” Catherine purrs, “you like being a dirty little masturbater for Catherine.”
Moving her hand over your balls, Catherine cups them and squeezes gently. “We’re going to make little jack-off boy cum so hard,” Catherine says. Then she is putting the finger of her other hand into her mouth. She raises an eyebrow while looking at you and making sucking sounds. When she pulls the finger out of her mouth, it is glistening wet. “Guess where I am going to put this finger, babycakes,” she says, and you watch as she puts the finger between your open thighs.
When her finger touches your asshole you almost explode. “Not yet,” Catherine whispers, “keep stroking while I start working this finger in.” Not even realizing it you scoot down and open your legs wider. Catherine giggles. “Oh yeah, you want it bad, don’t you?” She starts pushing in and out, wiggling it around. You are moaning. It feels so fucking good.
“Do it,” Catherine says. “Stroke that cock and shoot the teenage load of cum. Show me what a dirty little fuck you are.”
Suddenly, she jams two fingers into you, all the way to the hilt.
And you are cumming so hard that you can feel your ass clenching her fingers with every jerk of your cock as it spews in every direction.
Easing her fingers out of your ass, Catherine leans over and kisses the gooey head of your dick. She looks at you, holds up the fingers that were just in your ass and wiggles them.
“That was just the beginning. I’ll be back later with a dildo just like the one in the magazine.”
***I wrote this for my erotica blog, Blistered Lips. And, since the day was one screw-up after another –including spilling hot coffee all over my keyboard and not being able to use said keyboard for almost the entire day (it’s all better now)– I decided to pop this in real quick. Now go to sleep. And don’t be looking at dirty pictures and jerking it, because you never know when Catherine is going to show up.
The “boy caught masturbating” scenario is an old chesnut. Ashamed and guilt-ridden, he is then led into a life of degradation and indentured servitude to his manipulative discoverer.
Why is it that women are never caught masturbating and similarly dominated? I guess women just don’t masturbate, eh? Or maybe they’re more careful about it.
A damn hot story. A button pusher of the highest calibre.
Ahhh….
One of my favorites. As Pervert Q. Savant and david so noted. Now I am gonna have to call you.
What about it, Angela? Do women masturbate? Or are you just smart enough not to get caught? Do, pray tell, let us in on the big secret.
Angela, thanks for sharing. And we can all fill in who Catherine is – big sister’s friend, aunt, mom’s best friend or something more incestuous. Move over, backroads, I gotta make that call.