Sorry this one has taken so long to come out. I had to step away. I was letting this take over my life too much. And thank you to the people who gave me constructive criticism. I still like the idea of the changing perspectives. But I'll make sure not to change from first to third person from now on. Also, thank you for the encouragement.
**********
The night after my encounter with Sophie, I was still hesitant to touch myself, but I couldn't resist the pleasure. I was breathing heavy the first time I slowly reached for myself. Not just from excitement and anticipation though.
I was in my shower, and it started off with me "cleaning" myself very thoroughly. It surprised me when I came. The even bigger surprise was when my legs went limp and I nearly cracked my skull open.
I finished showering, stepped out, and reexamined myself to reassure myself that it hadn't fallen off. It hadn't. That exam made it grow again though. I figured I needed to drain it, you know, for medical reasons. So, I did, this time from the safety of sitting on my toilet seat. After cumming again, I waited until it stopped dribbling before flushing the toilet and washing my hands.
I was about to throw on some clothes, but for some reason I decided not too. I felt a strange new sense of freedom. I felt a strange confidence about my body for the first time ever. So, I walked out of my bathroom butt naked.
This was a new sensation for me. I felt like I was doing something dirty. I was all alone in my one bedroom apartment, I lived alone, so there was no way someone could catch me. But it still felt exhilarating.
I plopped down on my couch and turned on the TV. I don't typically watch TV, but I felt something leading me to do so tonight. Just as I felt myself drifting towards the HBO/Cinemax range of channels. Looking back, I think I was unconsciously looking for something sexy, and I found it.
I stopped on a movie. Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors. I don't typically like scary movies, and I even less like gory slashers movies like this. But I couldn't turn away. It quickly got to a scene where a nurse was leading a guy into a room. She told him that she liked him, and that she could get into trouble for this.
I hadn't realized that I had started leaning forward at this moment. The nurse asked the guy to unzip her uniform. He did, and as the zipper went down, my member went up. My hand instinctively went to my shaft. the dress fell away and I saw what I later learned was called, side boob.
I was masturbating now. Then she turned around and my balls tightened even more once I saw her magnificent tits. I was jerking it at a fever pitch now, and I came as soon as they started kissing. Once I came down from the high, I realized that I had made a mess all over my coffee table.
I hit the pause button on the DVR and ran to the bathroom to get some toilet paper. I cleaned up my mess and collapsed into the couch again. Her beautiful tits were still frozen on the screen. I was already stirring again.
I decided to be prepared this time. I ran to the bathroom and folded up a wad of toilet paper. I ended up masturbating to her four more times that night. I only stopped because I passed out on the couch from exhaustion.
The next morning, I realized the fallout of my actions. My penis was so raw from all the friction with my hand. All day at work I was walking a little bow legged. As soon as I got home I stripped down. I didn't want anything touching it. So I ate dinner and watched the least sexy thing I could find, the news.
After dinner there was a knock at the door. I was confused on who it could be. I was also groaning the fact that I would have to put on some clothes. The craziest thought flashed across my mind to answer it as I was, but I immediately shoved the thought away. I threw on a t shirt and a loose pair of workout shorts.
To my surprise a very attractive blonde girl, about my age, was standing there. Even more surprising was that she was only wearing a towel.
"I'm sorry to bother you like this. I'm Tina, Sophie's daughter."
I strained at the pain as my erection began to slowly rise. The friction of the fabric against my sore tip was like sandpaper. I coughed to disguise a painful groan.
"Umm, yea, I just started training her." I felt nervous that Sophie had told her daughter what we had done. But why would she. Then again, I thought, why wouldn't she. I didn't really know that much about the woman.
"Yea, so, here's the thing. My mom was trying to install a new shower head, and she broke it. Which means we don't have a shower until maintenance can get here in a couple days and fix it." She bit her lower lip hoping I'd get the hint. But at the time I was clueless.
"Yes...?"
"I was wondering if I could borrow your shower."
"Oh! Yes, of course. I'm sorry, Please come in, I'm just really distracted right now."
A big cheery grin spread across her face showing her beautiful perfect white teeth. "Thank you so much. I can't sleep unless I get a shower before bed."
I let her in and guided her to the bathroom. I showed her where the towels, shampoo and soap were, and then turned to leave. She was in my way since it was a small bathroom.
Knowing her and her mom better now, what happened next wouldn't surprise me today. But at this time it did. She said thanks, and dropped the towel. My jaw dropped, which was followed very quickly by my gaze. Her tits weren't as huge as her mom's. About grapefruit sized, with perky quarter inch nipples. Her stomach was smooth and perfect, and her pussy was thin, tight, and clean shaven.
I turned around to protect her modesty. She laughed and edged past me, her nipples dragging across my bicep. My erection was at full mast and painfully pressed up against my shorts. "Mom said you were super old fashioned like that." Tina climbed into the shower and turned on the faucet.
I watched her shower for a few seconds through my transparent shower curtain. When my brain caught up to my body, I started to back out. "I'm sorry, let me give you some privacy."
