To begin 22, I'm 5'5", 34D bust, thin waist, with a big ass. Toned thighs and long curly brown hair. Glasses and red manicured nails.
I've always been quite the horny woman, and I spent fantasizing about guys that I couldn't fuck for various reasons. I'd watch porn sometimes or read dirty stories online, or online sexting sometimes.
One day, I was hanging out on my bed, playing with my phone. I was wearing ankle socks, a tight crop top with no bra, tight gym booty shorts, and panties. I typically wore this when I was home alone, in case I suddenly felt the need to rub myself. Me, my mom, dad, and sisters lived in a 7 bedroom 6 bath house, so I totally could get away with masturbating and nobody would hear me.
But with the house being dead silent, and my door opened, I could hear water running, like someone was showering. I peeked out my window into the driveway, seeing no vehicles parked there. It was a bit concerning how both my parents and sisters left in their cars, and I didn't hear any doors opening. So I waltzed down the hallway and checked the bathrooms, finding no one in there. I ended up in my parents' bedroom, where I found the door opened and the bathroom door as well; someone was showering in my parents' room!
There's been some times where my dad's friends have come over to shower, but usually it was in the guest bathroom, and he was home with them. Most of his friends all worked out at the same gym, played the same sports, so they were all very muscular, with shaved or waxed bodies. Tall, most were clean cut, probably big dicked too. I've fantasized about them before obviously, how could I not? They were all studs. I never made a move on any of them, but maybe this could be my chance.
I walked into the bathroom, feeling the heat from the shower hitting me as I entered. The bathroom was enormous, so whoever was showering was using a lot of hot water, maybe the built-in sauna in the shower. I quickly hid in the walk-in closet, trying to see who it was. The glass doors were too fogged to make out details small details -like a face- but I could see his figure, and he indeed was ripped, with a big looking dick, but it also appeared floppy. I squatted down, glancing at his body, he looked about done showering, since I saw him rinsing soap off his body.
He turned the water off, grabbed a towel hung on a rack in the shower, he started drying off face. After a few minutes, he stepped out from the shower, towel wrapped around his head as he grabbed another towel to wrap his waist, with his dick still not covered. I immediately felt wetness in my panties as I saw his dick, knowing how big it was despite being flaccid. He was a shower for sure, his big balls were sagging low from the steamy room, looking so delicious. He started heading towards the closet, so I snuck in deeper, next to my mom's clothing side. I pulled my top lower, revealing some cleavage.
He stopped right at the entrance, hands on his hips. The angle I was squatting at didn't allow me to see anything above his shoulders. But seeing his big cock dangle just got me feeling so wet, I crawled on all fours, hiding in betwixt my mom's dresses, his cock only about 5 feet from me. I resisted the urge to reach out and grab it. Instead, I crept forward, and yelled "boo!" He jumped back startled, I crawled out on all fours, my eyes darted over to man whose gorgeous cock I've been craving. I was so shocked seeing him, this 6'2" man looking down at his best friend's daughter on all fours, his huge cock so mere feet from her face.
My first thought was "Oh my god, that's my dad's best friend, Russel!" Next was "Who cares? That's the biggest cock you've seen!" Then "But you're so wet right now, just do it!" These and many other thoughts filled my mind in what felt like an instant. I stared at his dick, eyes and mouth wide open, I screamed.
"Oh my god Russ, your cock is so big, you're making me so wet!"
He looked so shocked and worried, trying to cover himself, but I saw his dick pulsate right as I said that. He started shouting various things at me -whilst still remaining calm and collected- such as "What the fuck are you doing here Khloe? You can't spy on people. Get out of here." I heard this but my mind was blank, his words meant nothing to me.
I had one last thought, "He's a family friend... but today I'm gonna suck his cock!"
I lunged towards, my finger tips reached far enough to touch the base of his cock and pelvis. He pulled back but my nails slid up his shaft, going over his head. I saw him tremble with that touch, so I lunged forward more, his cock mere inches from my face. Now on my knees, hands in my lap, I stared enamored at his huge cock. His bright pink, smooth bulbous head, about 7.5 inch shaft, waxed pubes, prominent veins which matched his skin color nicely. I kept staring at it, feeling my pussy wetting more, I reached out and grabbed his cock with my left hand, my fingers could barely wrap all the way around it. I squeezed he cock incredibly hard but it didn't give, there was barely any squish, his cock was genuinely hard! It made me even more wet thinking about how this was a mature man's cock, not some college kid's cock.
