Chapter 5 Tending To His Body's Desires

I opened my door and walked into my room, shutting it as silently as I could to avoid drawing attention, even though my room was blocks away from Cecile’s. my heart was skipping and my breath pace was unstable. Okay, that was a very wild adventure which honestly, a part of me felt guilt and regret but another side loved it. My six inches long dick was still sticking to my left leg, threatening to burst out if nothing was done about it. I knew I needed to tend to my cock; I pulled down my pants immediately and pulled off my underwear as well. Dropping them on the floor, I grabbed my towel and rushed into the bathroom with my dick swinging in-between my legs. There were veins all over it, and the cap had swollen. I hung the towel on a pipe and grabbed the soap, turned on the shower for a few seconds to get my body wet and then I set to work. I rubbed the soap on my wet dick and began to stroke it. With my eyes closed, I pictured the image of Cecile’s pussy; that wet dripping cunt was still fresh in my mind and it made me hornier. I could still picture the little hair neatly trimmed above her pussy I imagined her fingering herself like she had done earlier and stroked my dick harder, I could hear her moans in my head, her round asshole which I had caught a little sight of; I had never felt the force this intense before, my dick was so hard that it felt like it will explode. I stroked it from beneath the cap down to the base and up again in a continuous process. Few minutes later, I could feel the excitement building up. The faster I stroked it, the more I loved the feeling. It was like this electricity surging down my body from my stomach down to my guts, there was this sensation that I cannot describe but it was making my heart skip. “Oh Gawd,” I moaned with my eyes closed and one of my hands placed against the wall for support as I stroked harder. I made sure to squeeze my palms around it and pull on my beef each time I moved forward, the sensation around my balls and tips were growing stronger and I knew that it was coming, I would usually last longer than this while masturbating but seeing that pink pussy in my head was forcing my loads to arrive faster. It was just a master of time before it struck and I began to spill them load after load. “Arrgh oh yes, Uggh Gawd!!” I groaned in ecstasy as the last load of cum spilled on the bathroom floor. I was loud but the bathroom walls restricted the sound from leaving the room, it was my usual spot for masturbation. I felt a sensation wash over me and I was relieved, my eyes were weak and I had to force them open, my dick had softened and fallen. I was breathing heavily in relaxation while still holding the wall for support. Well, my legs were still weak from the climax. I felt this excitement around my pee holes as little drops of cum leaked. That’s when I began to regret the whole thing, I felt dirty and disgusted at myself. I didn’t even want to imagine the sight of Cecile’s pussy again. I knew I was a pervert and a porn addict, but I would never have imagined masturbating over my Stepmom. Like, she was thirty-five… I know she wasn’t old but still older than me by about twelve years or so. Maybe it was the effect of watching so much pornography, now my mind was messed up. How am I even going to face Cecile tomorrow after watching her masturbate? What if she notices from my expressions that I was watching her tonight? She could notice from my mood that something was wrong. I decided to ignore all of those thoughts and take my bath. I needed to be physically clean first before we talked about my mind. I had cum on my thighs as the last drops had fallen there. I quickly turned on the shower and let it run over my body. It was calm and peaceful, and the thoughts of guilt and regret washed off my mind before I was even done with the shower. I didn’t feel too bad anymore; I guess that's just the momentary effect of masturbation, it fills you with regret right after ejaculation but you get better later. Funny thing is that I should be used to that by now; I mean, there isn’t a day that I don’t masturbate. I rubbed the soap all over my body and washed thoroughly, and then I wrapped the towel around my waist after drying my upper body and then walked out to my room. ** * * * * * * * * * Few minutes later, I lay on my bed thinking about the whole thing. I was beginning to see my stepmom in a different light; I mean she was hot though, I mean beneath her skimpy gowns. Maybe I could get opportunities like this in future. I mean, she is just my stepmom so it isn’t that cringe to watch her masturbate. Dad is going to be away for a long time. I guess this wouldn’t be the last time she tends to her lustful desires, I look forward to doing this again. Yes I know, it is crazy and risky, but life would be no fun without risks. I dislike Cecile for marrying my father but I could still get to jerk off over her, it isn’t entirely a bad idea. The thought of that occupied my mind for a few minutes but due to the lingering effects of the ejaculation, the hormones responsible for sleep began to kick in again. I tried to fight it for a few minutes but I gave up and lay properly, then I covered myself with a blanket. I was naked under my blanket and I had not even used my lotion, I was too weak and sleepy to get up. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to wonderland, where my perverted thoughts won’t haunt me. To be continued!!