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As I lather my hair and body roughly, the image of a nude, lush Charity fills my mind again. Fuck, these thoughts! At least you can’t put a guy in jail for what he’s thinking because Charity’s not even out of high school yet. She should be focused on boys her own age, not to mention navigating the mean girl clique and getting ready for Prom. What she definitely shouldn’t be doing is dreaming about firemen who are almost twice her age.
After rinsing out the shampoo from my hair, I open my eyes and reach for the soap. But then a flicker of movement catches my eye. What was that? My hand pauses in mid-air and then I see it again. Something’s moving in the mirror.
Without moving a muscle, I stare intently through the steamy space at the small mirror above the sink. The door somehow has opened a bit, and to my surprise, it cracks open a bit more. Then, I realize that there’s a girl there staring at me with unabashed hunger in her eyes. Fuck, it’s Charity!
She doesn’t know that I can see her reflection and as a result, I observe as her cheeks go pink while taking in my muscled physique. I have broad shoulders and strong arms, not to mention a wide chest that tapers to a vee. But best of all, I have an enormous tool that I’m not afraid to use in the pursuit of pleasure. I reach a hand down, squeezing the shaft, and Charity’s gasp is audible even above the pounding water.
She likes this, huh? Well, I can definitely give her a show. Grinning a bit, I reach for the soap once more, but instead of sudsing up my chest and shoulders, I go straight for the good stuff: my cock. I stroke myself long and slow, and the water provides the perfect lubrication. Fuck, that feels good even if she still hasn’t realized that I can see her. If anything, Charity’s eyes go brighter as she stares, and she rubs her thighs together uncomfortably. Then, one small hand snakes down into her shorts as the other goes to her breast, pulling at a stiff nipple.
Oh fuck, this is insane. Am I really going to jerk myself off for a teenage girl? But I already know the answer because my hand increases its movement, easing up and down that thick shaft. My balls are already beginning to tighten and lift, and my free hand goes out to press against the shower wall, need surging through my veins.
“Fuck,” I breathe, still staring at her reflection in the mirror. “Oh shit.”
The veins in my shaft bulge prominently, and slowly, I lift the head to show her before tracing a finger gently against the one on the bottom. She audibly moans then, her fingers tugging urgently at her nipple. But Charity isn’t one to be outdone because this little girl is very needy. As I stand there, tugging myself, she drops her shorts and quickly whisks her t-shirt over her head to stand before me totally nude.
Holy fuck she’s gorgeous! She’s even more lush than her mother, with a full, womanly figure and enormous breasts that dangle temptingly. Her nipples are a dusky rose, so hard that I long to taste them, and the sweet pink slit between her thighs is glistening with female need.
With one thumb, I rub gently over the hole at the tip of my glans, smearing the sticky liquid there and Charity moans audibly again, her eyes glued to my erotic display. But again, the sweet girl isn’t one to be outdone. She raises one foot, bracing it against the door jamb and then slowly reaches down to her nether lips and pulls them open, showing me her stiff clit before beginning a deep, thorough rub on that button.
“Oh oh oh!” she moans. “Oh God!”
By now, the shower seems to be thundering in my ears. I can’t hear anything except for the cries of the girl before me, and need surges through my veins. My hand increases its pace as my muscles tense. There it is: three-two-one FUCK! My thighs tighten and my rod jerks. Pleasure surges through me as I growl and come all over wall.
Oh shit, oh shit. I pant heavily and run my free hand through my wet hair. It was the most intense climax of my life, and huge glops of male seed swirl at the bottom of the shower before running down the drain. I feel unsteady on my feet, a few last dribbles dripping from the tip as the remnants of my climax shudder through my body.
Did Charity see all that? She must have, right? I certainly hope so. But when I glance in the mirror above the sink again, the curvy girl is gone, leaving an empty space in her wake.
